"Tara Summer, look at me!" His voice was deep and resolute, as if he was struggling to suppress his emotions.
Tara was startled, her body stiffened as she slowly raised her eyes. When they met the man's deep gaze, her body became even more rigid.
"Tara, what if I told you that he still has feelings for you, how would you react?"
"You... what do you mean?" Her voice quavered slightly, her brow furrowing as his words left her momentarily blank.
Walter Schmidt curled his lips, his voice serious: "Tara, I assure you with my life that he still loves you, I just don't understand why he insists on divorcing you..."
"Stop it..."
"Hear me out!"
Tara stretched out her hand to push him away, but Walter grasped her shoulder even tighter. She winced slightly in pain, but did not utter a sound, only staring at him in sheer shock.