It had been the same routine for the past few days.
Whenever Gavin drank, he would call me to come downstairs every few days.
At first, it bothered me, but I no longer cared.
Eventually, he would leave on his own.
Honestly, I didn't understand why he had suddenly changed so much. Previously, I was always revolving around him, and he treated me coldly as if I didn't exist.
Now, the roles were completely reversed.
Tom lowered his gaze and took a sip of tea. "Do you want me to help you get rid of him?"
"No need." I shook my head. "Let him be."
Besides, I already owed Tom too many favors. If I kept accepting his help, how long would it take me to repay him?
Just then, there was a knock on the door, followed by Gavin's voice from the outside. "Grace, I know you're in there. Open the door."
The knocking sounded incessantly.
I took a deep breath, starting to feel overwhelmed by the noise.
But everything here had just been tidied up, and moving again would be too much trouble...
As I was lost in these thoughts, Tom, who had been sitting across from me, suddenly stood up, walked a few steps to the door, and opened it with a quick motion.
"T-Tom? What are you doing here?" Gavin's expression darkened the moment he saw Tom instead of me.
Tom leaned casually against the doorframe, nonchalantly replying, "I should be asking you that."
As he spoke, he sized Gavin up, his gaze finally resting on the large bag Gavin was holding. "What's that you're carrying?"
His gaze landed on my hand, and he let go of Gavin's collar, shouting, "Get lost!"
As Gavin's collar loosened, he staggered against the wall, breathing heavily. He glared at Tom, his expression almost twisted with rage, like a husband who had caught his wife cheating.
"Tom, this is my wife! You'd better stay away! Do you not understand the basic rule that you don't mess with your friend's wife?"
Tom's eyes narrowed slightly, a cold smile on his lips. "If I were the one she liked back then, you wouldn't even exist."
Gavin gritted his teeth. "Wow! So, you've finally admitted that you've been harboring ulterior motives toward her all along!"
Tom's black eyes were like an abyss, but his face remained calm. "So what?"
"I advise you to give up on this idea! I will never divorce Grace!"
"That's not up to you!"
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