Chapter 62: Chapter 62 - The Three-Year Marriage Limit

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Armstrong frowned too. “Clarence, what’s going on?”

He had also thought Clarence must have used some special medical technique to save Penny.

Who knew that Clarence was actually just performing a ritual dance in the operating room?

It was ridiculous!

“Dad, Mom’s soul left her body. It was a rare case of soul dissociation.”

“Mom would be dead now if I hadn’t wrangled with her soul and brought it back to her physical body,” explained Clarence.

“Mom this, Mom that! She’s my mom! Your mom’s the dead one!”

Belle glared at Clarence. “You’re an orphan, a total loser! You don’t have a mother of your own, so you meddle with ours!”

Melody roared, “Clarence, you should be ashamed of yourself!”

“That’s enough! Clarence still managed to save Mom’s life. Why can’t you keep your mouth shut for five seconds?” Miranda was a little angry.

Belle smiled wryly. “Miranda, remember what you said a while back?

“You only married this loser to fulfill Grandpa’s wishes, and you’d happily divorce him in three years.

“What’s the matter? Do you have feelings for this loser now?”

Clarence’s heart skipped a beat as he heard this.

‘Miranda had planned from the start to divorce me after three years? I had no idea!’

“Belle, what are you talking about?” Miranda bit her lip and looked at Clarence nervously.

“Haha.”

Belle shook her head in amusement. “What’s the matter? You’ve forgotten so quickly?”

“Yeah! Miranda, how much longer are you going to lead this fool on?” Melody smiled at Clarence, crossing her arms over her chest smugly.

Clarence’s face was deathly pale.

He had foolishly thought his marriage was getting better, but... the ending Miranda wanted was the same this whole time!

Clarence laughed helplessly at himself, turned around, and walked out the door.

“Alright, everyone stop.

“It’s late. Let’s go home and rest.

“We’ll see your mother tomorrow!” Armstrong flicked his wrists out. The others fell silent.

The Murphy family was about to leave Greyson’s office when he piped up.

“Aren’t you going to watch what happens afterward?”

“Forget it, Dr. White. What’s so interesting about a ritual dancer?” Melody shook her head.

Everyone left.

Greyson did not leave. He continued to watch for a few minutes until the footage started to act up. It was fluctuating as if the camera had been disturbed by a magnetic field. The video disappeared before his eyes.

“What happened? Was there something wrong with the camera in the operating room?” Greyson frowned.

Clarence walked out of the hospital. He had just gotten into his car and fired up the ignition when Miranda practically threw herself into the passenger seat.

Miranda bit her lip, looking hesitant. “Clarence, it’s not like what Belle said.”

“I know.” Clarence nodded weakly.

“Let me explain.”

Clarence continued to nod. “Okay, explain.”

“I...”

Miranda frowned and explained, “I really didn’t want to marry you three years ago.

“However, we’ve been married for almost three years now, and I think you’re a nice person.”

“I’m nice? That’s the best you can do?”

Clarence laughed. Everything he had done and sacrificed for Miranda over the last three years… and he was now finally richly rewarded by his dear wife saying he was a ‘nice person’.

Miranda swallowed down the bitter taste in her mouth. “Clarence, it’s not what you think.”

“I know.”

“You know! You know! You know! What do you know, Clarence Howard?”

Miranda exploded. “Clarence, you didn’t use to be like this.

“Look at your attitude now!

“You started behaving like this because you think you’re better than usnow!

“Do you think you know everything?

“Are you a genius? Are you a prophet?

“Are you just pretending like you know everything when you actually don’t?

“Do you even know anything? Are you just trying your hand at everything and not caring at all about the consequences?”

Clarence looked calm. “What do you want me to do?”

“What do I want you to do? Ask yourself, what do you want to do?”

Miranda was furious. She had been holding her breath and her face was burning red. “Clarence, I’m begging you. Stop causing trouble, okay? Look at what you’ve done today!

“You don’t really think you saved Jackson, do you?

“Jackson came back to life because you were lucky!

“If Jackson died, do you have any idea what would have happened?

“The consequences wouldn’t just have hurt you! The Murphy family would suffer too!

“I almost believed you, you know?

“You said you could save my mom! Yes, but what did you do after you entered the ward? Performing some ritual dance?”

Miranda was devastated.

She finally took the leap and began to believe in Clarence’s medicinal skills, but the surveillance footage had hardened her heart again.

Not only did Clarence know nothing, but he was also pretending to know what he did not know.

He was deluded! He thought he knew everything!

“Clarence! Why don’t you take my advice and go to the college classes I asked you to go to?”

Miranda looked at Clarence, her beautiful eyes full of disappointment. “You can’t do anything without a degree nowadays!

“You’re even starting to believe in ritual dances now!

“In a few years, are you going to believe every word a charlatan says?

“Then will you set up a stall in the park and start scamming ignorant old people?”

Clarence shook his head. “We’re not going to get anywhere if you don’t believe me.

“Your idea of me has already been cemented!

“Even if you saw me save Jackson’s life with your own two eyes, you’d still think Jackson was lucky to be alive.

“You saw the video, and thought I was performing some ritual dance and messing around!

“Did I not save your mom?”

“You’re still going on and on about it... Is it so hard to admit that you’re pretending to know things that you don’t know?” Miranda had tears in her eyes.

“These are our last three months. We should separate after that,” Clarence sighed.

Miranda’s heart quivered. She took a deep breath and wiped away her tears. “Okay! The last three months. We’ll get divorced after three years of marriage.”