A scowl settled on Zaque's face, his lips curled down, eyebrows furrowed, and eyes narrowed into a menacing glare.
Divorce?
The mere thought of Coco divorcing him or any of the husbands seem absurd for his opinion.
He trusts Coco's judgement on the things she knows, but with her being the only one who has the ability to see the scrolls she talks about, who knows what could be the words written in those that possibly drove those kinds of thoughts in her mind?
She thinks that she needs to divorce them for them to find a new love?
Screw love then! Zaque sneered in his mind, his hold on Coco tightening, but he was quick to snap out of his anger when he felt Coco bury her face on his neck.
She wrapped her arms around Zaque and pulled him close, hugging him tightly.
The action made Zaque trip lightly and shoot his free hand towards the chair so he wouldn't accidentally hurt her, steadying himself on his spot as Coco continued to nuzzle on him.
