THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER

CHAPTER 7- "DIVORCE"

The dining room was filled with a tense silence after Lisa’s mother’s outburst.

Jack sat quietly, his spoon hovering above his bowl of soup.

Then, with deliberate calm, he placed it down and stood.

"Fine," Jack said, his voice steady and cold. "If you want a divorce, I’ll grant it."

The room erupted.

"What?!" Henry Johnson, Lisa’s father, shot to his feet.

"Jack, let’s not be hasty here!"

Lisa’s mother, still fuming, pointed at Jack.

"It’s about time! You’ve brought nothing but trouble to this family!"

Lisa, standing in the corner, looked at Jack, her eyes wide.

"You… you agree to the divorce?" she asked softly, her voice a mix of surprise and guilt.

Jack turned to her, his expression unreadable.

Yes," he said simply. "It’s clear that this marriage has run its course."

Henry’s face twisted in panic.

"Now hold on, Jack! Let’s think this through. You and Lisa can work things out. There’s no need to rush into—"

Jack cut him off, his voice firm.

"Henry, this isn’t up for discussion. I’ve made my decision."

Henry’s desperation showed in his voice.

"But Jack, think about the benefits! We’re family now. This is about more than just you and Lisa—it’s about connections, opportunities! You wouldn’t just throw all that away, would you?"

Jack’s eyes narrowed.

"Benefits? Opportunities? Is that all you see me as—a tool for your gain?"

Henry faltered, but before he could respond, Lisa stepped forward.

Her face was pale, her hands trembling.

"Jack," she said, her voice barely above a whisper, "I… I understand. You’ve been treated unfairly, and you don’t deserve that. If this is what you want, I won’t stop you."

Her words hung in the air, heavy with sincerity. Jack studied her for a moment, then nodded.

"I appreciate that, Lisa."

Lisa’s mother scoffed. "Good riddance," she muttered.

"Maybe now we can have some peace."

Henry shot her a glare. "You’re not helping, Margaret!" Turning back to Jack, he tried again. "Listen, Jack, think about Lisa. She’ll be humiliated if this divorce becomes public. You don’t want that for her, do you?"

Lisa sighed, stepping between them. "Dad, stop it," she said. "Jack has every right to leave after everything we’ve done to him."

Her voice softened as she looked at Jack. "I… I only have one request," she said hesitantly.

Jack raised an eyebrow. "What is it?"

Lisa hesitated, her cheeks flushing.

"There’s a high school reunion next week. I… I don’t want to go as a divorced woman. Can we… can we pretend we’re still married, just for that event? Afterward, we can make everything official."

The room fell silent again as everyone waited for Jack’s response.

He regarded Lisa carefully, then gave a curt nod. "Fine. Just for the reunion."

Lisa’s relief was evident, though she didn’t smile.

"Thank you."

Margaret, still glaring, huffed.

"Unbelievable. After everything, she still wants to keep appearances."

Jack ignored her, turning toward the door.

"I’ll pack my things and leave tonight," he said.

"You’ll have the papers by the end of the month."

"Jack, wait—" Henry began, but Jack had already walked out of the room.

As Jack and Matilda walked down the street, Matilda broke the silence.

"You sure about this divorce thing? Seems like they’re finally scared of you."

"They’ve only ever cared about their own gain," Jack said flatly. "It’s time to move on."

Matilda nodded. "Fair enough. So, what’s next?"

Jack glanced at the jade ring on his finger, his expression thoughtful.

"First, I need to figure out if this ring has lost its power."

Matilda raised an eyebrow. "Power? What power?"

Jack stopped walking and held up the ring, the green stone catching the faint light.

"This ring isn’t just a decoration. It’s a relic—a tool of immense power. In the past, it allowed me to command respect and influence. But during the battle where I lost my memory, something happened. The ring’s power… it faded."

Matilda’s curiosity piqued.

"And now you think it’s still dormant?"

"Maybe," Jack replied.

"Or maybe it’s been misused. Brian wore it while I was gone. Who knows what damage he’s done? We need to find out."

Matilda smirked.

"You’re saying Brian used it without knowing what it is? That’s hilarious."

Jack’s expression hardened.

"If he did, it could be dangerous. I need you to research how he used the ring while it was in his possession. I want every detail."

Matilda saluted playfully.

"Got it. I’ll dig around and report back."