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LEGALLY MARRIED TO MY EX (EPISODE 93)



EPISODE 93


Tiffany continued to look at Mr. Ferguson in awe, waiting for him to say something else that would at the very least allow her to comprehend what he was trying to say.


"I'm at a loss for words, I really don't know what to say..." She made a statement.


"It's the only option available right now, ma'am." He said it once more.


Tiffany couldn't believe he was serious when he made his statement; she had assumed it was just a few words that had slipped out of his mouth unintentionally, but she was wrong.


"You can't possibly be serious, canyou?" She was attempting to get him to confirm whether or not he was serious about his statement. "You can't possibly be serious!" She exclaimed again, this time more vehemently.


Although Tiffany had hoped to hear good news about her release, she has now been presented with the information and suggestion that she should become a nun instead.


"I have to get out of here!" She exclaimed once more.


"I can get you out, and I will if you want me to, but I think it's best if you take some time to reflect on your life first."


Tiffany couldn't believe what she was hearing; this was not part of the plan.


"Yes, you are compensating me for my work, there is no doubt about it; I could simply remain silent, do my job, collect my salary, and leave; in fact, that is exactly what I would like to do; however, for some strange and bizarre reasons, I am unable to do so. There are no gates in the life you're living, and there are no gates in the path you're treading. Ma'am, you need to take some time to think about yourself!" Mr.

Ferguson stated his point with greater conviction. "And…..and...apart from a

faraway, remote location, I don't believe there is a better place for you to do that

than the monastery, and please tell me if there is a better place than the monastery."

Tiffany fixed her gaze on the figure in front of her, who had now taken a step. forward. The direction he was going to take was obvious to anyone who looked.


"I'd like to take a break right now..." Mr.

Ferguson expressed himself.


Tiffany made a snort. The fact that she was not surprised was due to the fact that she had anticipated this would be the next step. 


"Leave?" She inquired in a tone that sounded a little frightening.


"Can you tell me where you're going?"

She asked the question once more, this time raising her eyes to meet her husband's. "If l go down, l'm not going down alone!" says the protagonist.


Tiffany said something in a threatening tone of voice.


"You can do whatever you want!" Mr.

Ferguson said his piece and then he walked away.


"I can't let this happen!"Tiffany screamed as she slammed her hand against the partition with all of her might, breaking it. No...no...l just can't let this happen to me anymore!" She said it with tears in her eyes and tears in her voice.


"You don't appear to be your usual self today!" As he got closer to Mandy, Joey said something to himself. "Does everything seem to be okay?" He inquired.


Mandy managed only a shaky smile. It was obvious that she was putting pressure on herself. "I really don't know." She said this as she shifted a Little to make room for Joey, who had arrived to take up a position next to her.


"...What are your thoughts?" She had a question for him.


Joey locked his gaze on her for a few moments before averting his gaze. He

had a zillion thoughts racing through his head at the time. Choosing just one from among a thousand candidates was a difficult task. "I'm in the same boat as you." He said it with a soft smile on his face. 


"However, there is one thing I am aware of..."

Mandy turned her head to look him in the eyes.


"That you will be able to overcome any obstacle that comes your way." He said this while running his hands through Mandy's hair.


Joey shone brightly at that precise moment. It was almost as if he was in the spotlight the entire time... Joey's smile glowed even more brightly as a result of it.


"Don't let it get the better of you! It doesn't matter what it is; just win it!" He said this and then walked away into his. study to think about it.


Mandy sat in that spot for several minutes without moving, her mind racing with deep and serious thoughts about something. She finally got to her feet, as if she had suddenly realized something, and walked right into Joey's office without saying anything.


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Joey kept his eye on the doorknob because he already knew who was on the other side of it. His mind raced as he watched the door squeak open, praying desperately that Mandy is on her way to do exactly what he had in mind for her.


"Hey!" As Mandy walked through the door, she said hello in a shy manner.


Joey responded with a friendly "Hi!"


Awkward! That was exactly how the situation appeared to be at the time.


Suddenly, two people who were just getting to know each other about twenty minutes ago are behaving like two people who have just started dating each other.


"Can I?" you might wonder. Mandy inquires as she draws attention to the vacant seats.


"Oh oh yh sure yh, you can do it, definitely, you can!" Joey said as he extended her the opportunity to take a seat. "Please excuse my bad manners!" • As he rose to his feet, he apologized once more. "Do you need anything?" He approached her.


"Erm... yes... no... I mean no... I don't require anything." "Erm... yes... no, l mean no, I do not require anything. I had just dropped by to see how your office was set up." She explained that she was attempting to conceal everything.


"Are you sure about that?" As he looked into her eyes, Joey asked her, "Are you searching deep within yourself to see the truth?"


Mandy sank her shoulders and bowed her head. She couldn't keep lying for very long. 


"I didn't come here just to take in the sights; I came here to speak with you about something important to me."


"Can you tell me what it is?" Joey inquired as he shifted his weight to the edge of his seat. While he listened intently, he kept his gaze fixed on the files arranged on his workstation.


"...Come on, you can talk about it with me about it..." He said to Mandy, giving her a friendly smile as he attempted to persuade her to speak with him, noticing her reluctance.


"I want to sign the divorce papers!"


Mandy said it without sugarcoating it or even trying to be polite about it.


Joey's face was brightened by a smile. He was pleased with what Mandy had just said, but he didn't show it by acting as if he wasn't. "All right, that's fine! In order for the papers to be finalized, I would like to inform you of the process and procedure that you will need to adhere to.


"Thank you so much..." Mandy said this as she prepared to accompany her to the exit.


"Thank you for your time!" Joey said this while trying to keep his excitement under wraps.


Mandy had been seated for a very serious conversation that Joey had compelled her to have a week before.


Joey had forced her to have the conversation.


Initially, he appeared to be about to start a fight, which gave Mandy a scare, but then he got down on his knees and begged her to sign the divorce papers.


Mandy reluctantly agreed. He pleaded with her to reconsider her position and to discuss with him the reasons why she was required to sign the papers.


Mandy was still refusing to budge, seemingly unconcerned about the fact that Joey had to get down on his knees.


Joey, on the other hand, knew she was going to cave at the end of the day, and hearing her say it today, even though he knew it was coming, still made his heart sing with a special kind of happiness.


He didn't tell Mandy about it, however, It was discovered that the cell door had been cracked open and a file had been thrown inside.


"I'd be back for it in a few minutes," The prison warden said something in a stern tone of voice.


Jake got to his feet reluctantly because he was having a bad day, and a bad week in general. Things just weren't going his way at the time.


"And what in the world could this possibly be at this point in time?" He had already become frustrated when he asked himself this question.


He tore the file apart because he lacked the patience to do so in a responsible manner. 


He opened the drawer and took out the documents.


"Wow!" says the speaker. he thought to himself as he sat there staring at the

papers. Mandy received the divorce papers he had sent her a long time ago in the

mail.


He flashed a sly grin to the side. He had no idea Mandy would have the courage to sign it, and he was right.


He asked Mandy to sign the papers on the very first day because he was so certain she would never sign them; he knew the kind of person she was and he decided to play on that expectation.


He was having a good time playing games with her at the time, but he now regrets every second he spent asking her to sign the documents. It's only now that Jake is beginning to consider the possibility of Mandy being the one person who once truly had his back.


"As a result, everyone leaves at the conclusion. Even the ones I didn't think would make it in the end. I suppose we

should never consider ourselves to be overly significant in other people's lives. Anyone could wake up one morning and decide they don't need you in their lives any longer, and they could simply throw you out of their lives without hesitation." 


He returned the papers to their proper place in the file and then carried them to the cell door and placed them on the floor, after which he returned to his original location.


Jake is lying on his back with his hand in his mouth as he looks up at the roof. “..At the end of the day, I'm on my own." He muttered to himself in a dejected tone.


He sniffed his nose, trying to keep the tears from coming back. Jake had only recently come to terms with the fact that the world was truly enormous. He' could feel it because he realized how isolated he was from the rest of the world.


People who suffer from claustrophobia find it difficult to remain in a crowded environment, but Jake found the space around him to be suffocating. He struggled to take a breath as he struggled to get air.


No one could have predicted how much loneliness could suffocate you.



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