Just then, footsteps were heard outside.
Ivan was back.
"Go to the dining room first," Agnes told Mamie, "I'll make one more dish and then we can have dinner."
Mamie left.
Agnes quickly made some fries and headed straight to the dining room.
"Dinner's ready," Agnes said with a smile.
But when she saw another person in the dining room, she stopped in her tracks.
Jared was standing at the doorway, holding a bottle of wine.
Mamie had already set the table. "Jared, come on over. The food's made by Agnes, you're really lucky. Your wife is a star, makes money, and can cook. You better be good to her, or tons of people would be eyeing your spot."
Jared gave a small smile. "I will."
Then he entered the room.
Agnes immediately avoided Jared's gaze.
She wasn't a good actress, so she couldn't act that nothing had happened.
She didn't know whether Ivan had planned this or it was just an accident.
But Mamie was clueless.
During dinner, Agnes and Jared didn't communicate. She directly asked, "Did you two have a fight?"
"No," Jared said faintly.
"We didn't fight, we're just getting a divorce," Agnes replied.
Ivan frowned, but Mamie was so shocked she dropped her cutlery.
"You're joking, right?" Mamie asked cautiously.
In the past, whenever Agnes mentioned divorce, Jared would get angry.
But now he seemed to be used to it.
He picked up a piece of meat and gently placed it in Agnes' bowl.
Then he told Mamie with a smile, "She's just joking."
But Mamie wasn't relieved.
Agnes immediately put down her cutlery. "Jared, I'm not joking with you. If you refuse to divorce with me, I'll go to the court to sue. Even if you don't defend or show up, as long as I get the divorce verdict, it doesn't matter if you refuse or not."
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