Chapter 43 Stay Away From Eric

At this point, Jeremiah asking to meet me probably had little to do with the divorce itself, but if there was even the slightest chance of progress, I had to go. After all, things were already completely broken between us. There was no point in dragging it out any further. I changed into something casual and headed out at a leisurely pace. When I arrived at the restaurant, I found that Jeremiah had already ordered the food, and every dish was my favorite. The table was filled with an array of visually stunning and aromatic dishes, but I felt no appetite at all. Dropping my bag on the table, I got straight to the point. "Did you bring the divorce papers?" "What's the rush?" Jeremiah poured me a glass of red wine and spoke in a tone that almost sounded nostalgic. "It's been a while since we've sat down and had a proper meal together." I stared at the fake smile plastered across his face and couldn't resist mocking him. "Not eating together suits me just fine. After all, how can I s