''~Huuuu…'' Isla was very affirmative that this sigh was her tenth sigh. It wasn't a tired sigh, or a frustrated sigh. It was just a sigh. And the reason for the series of her sighs was the bearer of the stinging gaze on the side of her face.
Her stubborn ex-husband.
He was just like the disgusting waylen who did not understand when someone did not like them at all. No, waylen was arrogant and very prideful to accept her denials. Her ex-husband, on the other hand, ignored her words and kept sticking to her.
While she filled up the two baskets with flowers, her ex-husband just remained outside the fence and gazed at her. She didn't even feel his eyes shift from the side of her face once. It was a bit creepy to be stared at like that, but she did not do or say anything.
