Hearing his voice, Annabelle Linton's heart trembled.
But it was this pain that made her understand what she had to do.
'I've come this far; how can I give up now?'
Annabelle Linton made her decision. She looked up at him and nodded firmly. "Yes!"
Leona Grant's anger flared. His brows tightened and his face darkened as he asked, "You knew I was drunk, you knew I would sleep with her, and you just stood by and watched?"
'It's a good thing I know everything. But what if I didn't?'
Annabelle Linton said coldly, "I never wanted to be with you in the first place, but you just wouldn't let go. This gives me the perfect excuse to leave you. Now that you're tainted, let's go file the divorce papers and get this over with!"
Although he knew she was saying this on purpose, Leona Grant couldn't help but get angry when he heard the word "divorce."
'Damn woman, who the hell asked you to be so stubborn and try to save me? What's the point of living if I can't be with you?'
