Chapter 137

Carlisle had been overwhelmed by the chaos at home for the past couple of days. To escape the constant tension, he had spent his nights out at social gatherings and business dinners. Tonight was no different. By the time he stumbled back home, it was already past midnight. He made his way upstairs, slightly unsteady from the alcohol, and pushed open the bedroom door. To his surprise, Katrina was there. For a moment, he froze. Then, a faint smirk of disdain appeared on his face. Loosening his tie, Carlisle stepped into the room and looked condescendingly at her as he asked, "What's this? Have you finally realized you were in the wrong and decided to move back to our bedroom?" Since the day Katrina had announced her desire for a divorce at the engagement party, she had moved into the guest room. Carlisle hadn't paid it much mind. He assumed she would eventually swallow her pride and apologize. And here she was, just as he expected. Feeling a smug sense of triumph, he walke