She took a deep breath, lifted her delicate cheeks, and stared straight at him, her eyes covered in frost like snow:
"Please show some respect, Mr. Huo, we are already divorced."
A single sentence, filled with distance and politeness.
Indeed, Huo Zhenyang's grip loosened slightly, a strict and harsh look suddenly apparent in his eyes.
Jiayi took the opportunity to step back, maintaining a distance from him.
Finally, his complexion returned to normal, and he fixed his gaze on her:
"I will remarry you. The divorce was just a temporary measure to ensure the smooth handling of your case."
He certainly knew what she was angry about.
Actually, he had been ready to explain everything to her when he went to pick her up from the police station that day.
It was just that he hadn't expected she wouldn't give him a chance to explain.
