Chapter 17

Joshua wore pajamas that matched the color of hers. His collar was slightly open, and his hair a bit messy, which gave him an air of disheveled charm, more unrestrained than usual, and the coldness he often exuded was now diminished. For a moment, it felt like the early days of their marriage.

Noticing Cynthia's dazed expression, Joshua realized there were tears on her face and lingering teardrops on the lashes of her eyes. Swallowing hard, he furrowed his brow slightly and asked, "Why are you crying?"

"Who's crying?" Cynthia replied in confusion. However, having just woken up, her mental state was not as sharp as usual, making her retort seem more like an attempt to cover up her own vulnerability.

Assuming she was upset about the divorce, Joshua said, "Well, since we're both awake, come and sit for a while."

"No, thank you." Cynthia wanted only to drink some water and sleep, feeling extremely tired. "I'm going back to bed."

However, before she could take a step, Joshua grabb