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The strong sensation of weightlessness jolted me awake from my unconscious state. Opening my eyes, I saw Jeremiah standing by the bed, looking down at me with an aggressive gaze. It seemed that the weightlessness I felt earlier was him throwing me onto the bed.
I let out a sigh of relief. At least I woke up in time.
Seeing my eyes open, Jeremiah smirked. "You're awake?"
I kept my guard up, eyeing him warily. "What exactly do you want to do? We're divorced. It's over. Can't you understand that?"
Hearing this, Jeremiah sneered as a flicker of madness flashed in his eyes. "Of course, I know we're divorced. You don't have to keep reminding me."
He lifted his hand and took off his suit jacket. Slowly, he sat on the bed, his voice deliberately soft. "You've always loved me, haven't you? Why the sudden change? Weren't all the things you did before just to make me jealous?"
I scoffed. "You're a little too full of yourself, aren't you? I've told you many times that it's over between us. How many times do I have to say it for you to understand?"
I looked at Jeremiah with disgust, a wave of nausea hitting me. "What's with the act now? Do you think I'll fall for your fake affection? Do you really want me to repeat the things going on between you and Elsa?"
At the mention of Elsa, his eyes gleamed. "Are you still jealous? You're upset because of Elsa, aren't you? If you come back to me, I'll promise I'll never see her again."
I scoffed and stared directly into his eyes, speaking in a firm tone. "Even without Elsa, there'll be a hundred more like her. If it happens once, it'll happen countless times. I'm not as stupid as you think. I won't believe your promises. If you want me to have even a fraction of a good impression of you, let me go now."
At my words, Jeremiah suddenly let out a laugh, almost sounding a little mad. He turned to look at me, quickly closing the distance between us and grabbing my wrist. "Let you go? Let you go so that you can look for Eric?"
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