Chapter 75: Asking for Divorce

• “To the Hilton Hotel!” Jonathan instructed the driver. He was the previous driver and knew me, then pushed me into the car. He came in and pressed me against the back seat of the car as he drew closer to me. When his driver saw this, he pressed a button that let down a screen that offered us private space.
• Jonathan clenched his hand around my jaw and forced me to look into his cruel eyes. He said in a gruesome and cold voice, "I told you, don't ever let me see you again... "
• If I was eighteen years old, I would have said, “I just want to see you.”