Chapter 1850 The Pretense

• “What... What did you say?” Judson looked at Irina in disbelief. “Irina, how... how could you say something like that? Only a melodramatic shrew who resorts to crying, making a scene, and threatening drastic measures would say such things. You're smart, intellectual, confident, and beautiful. How could you say something like that?”
• Irina knew that her image had crumbled, but she had no choice.
• She certainly knew how she should behave when Judson brought up the topic of breaking up. She had to stand there, aloof and detached. With a calm tone, she would need to say, “If you insist on breaking up, then I'll let you go.” This was only fitting for her previous persona.