After being married for so many years, I knew that my family background could not match the Bell family. I was always caring for Reeva's mother and was the first to rush to any family matter.
However, my efforts were not met with approval from the Bell family but with more ruthless ridicule.
Layla was dissatisfied with me as her son-in-law, and Reeva's sister always looked down on me.
She couldn't wait to announce a change of brother-in-law on the spot!
After all these years of giving, what I got was this indifference and ridicule. I was too naive at the beginning!
I looked indifferently at Reeva's mother and sister and said, "Since you want to change me, I might as well take this opportunity to announce that I'm divorcing Reeva to fulfill your wishes!"
"Ben, have you gone mad enough!?"
Reeva banged the table and yelled, "Why do you have to make a scene here and ruin my mother's birthday? Can't you just voice your complaints at home?"
"So what?" I looked directly at Reeva and said, "I'm not afraid to tell you that I came here today to embarrass you!"
"You... you bastard!" Reeva completely exploded, pointing at me and yelling, "I order you to bring my son over right now, and then get out of here. You're not welcome here anymore!"
"Hehe..."
I gave a dry smile and put the urn I was holding on the table. "Your son is here!"
"Huh?" Reeva looked at me in confusion, then at the urn covered with cloth. "Ben, don't joke with me. Where is my son?"
Layla also looked around and then outside the door. "Where is Arlo? Is he hiding outside?"
Seeing them looking around, I directly lifted the cloth on the urn. "You don't need to look anymore. Arlo is here!"
With a rustle...
As I lifted the cloth and the urn appeared, everyone's faces changed dramatically...
