Della’s POV
I was silenced by Kylian’s message. I looked at it for a little more while as I let it sink into my mind.
The divorce agreement couldn’t be prolonged any longer. The threats I was receiving from Luke and Jackson were already suffocating, and time was running out of my hands.
“Is everything alright?” I was brought out of my daze when I heard Albert’s voice.
After blinking a couple of times, I let out a smile and shook my head before typing a reply, “Okay. Thank you.”
Desperates couldn’t be choosy.
As of the moment, I didn’t have any choice. Albert’s condition needed a solution and was far more important than the pressure I was receiving from my brother and Kylian’s father. After all, it’s just one more month. I couldn't handle it, right?
Right?
Daring to show Albert the dilemma I had fallen into, I hid my phone after replying and stood up.
“Fae texted. I’ll give her a call.”
“Alright.”