When Quincy returned home in the evening, Wanda was not there, but the door of her room was open. Quincy's eyes darkened and he walked in.

Wanda didn't take any clothes or jewelry, but took her own things with her.

Quincy called Wanda, but Wanda's phone was turned off.

It suddenly occurred to him that she had proposed to divorce him this morning. At that time, he didn't pay much attention to it. He only thought that she was saying something in a fit of pique. It turned out that Wanda had already made a decision!

Did Wanda try every means to threaten him because she knew that he couldn't have any problem during this period of time?

With a sneer, Quincy turned around and walked into his room.

That night, his legs hurt until dawn. Quincy curled up in pain and leaned against the wall at the corner of his bed.

Last night, when Wanda came in to give him a massage, he just didn't want her to see his fragile and embarrassed side. Now thinking of it, Wanda seemed to have know

raise her."

Yara turned around and walked out, "aunt." Quincy stopped her. After hesitating for a while, Quincy said, "aunt, you're in charge of this all the time. I'm afraid I can't explain it clearly when I go there. You'd better tell her yourself."

Yara looked at him playfully, "what's wrong? Did you have a fight? If people outside know that you have such an expression on your face, I guess no one will believe their eyes, right?"

Quincy cleared his throat and picked up a document. "I have a lot of things to do recently. I have to deal with the election in two days. Thank you, aunt."

"It's okay. Quinn, you don't have to do anything to hide your thoughts in front of aunt. Do you really think that I can't see it? It's not shameful to fall in love with someone. Besides, I think Wanda is a good girl. If I miss her, it will be difficult to find another one."

Yara didn't want to say it too deep. She was afraid that it would embarrass Quincy, so she walked out with a smile.