Maybe because I was so good at acting, Maxwell had let his guard down and even brazenly brought Violet home to eat with us.

Violet occasionally touched her belly and acted cute in front of me.

I still pretended that I knew nothing.

In fact, I had already imagined countless times the scene where I stuffed their heads into the toilet and rubbed them.

So, when I threw the divorce agreement in Maxwell's face and handed him over to the prosecutor, the expression on his face was incredibly wonderful.