Chapter 17 Rejecting Her Proposal
Avery lifted her head, a hint of a disdainful smile flickering in her eyes. "Mr. Hill, that's an interesting question. Aren't you the one who asked for a divorce?"
Ignoring her response, Jacob approached her with a chilling aura. "You've been with him these past few days?"
At such a close distance, Avery could see the cold glint in his bloodshot eyes under his thick eyelashes. His face was filled with fierceness.
Avery denied it firmly, "No, it's difficult to hail a taxi in such weather, and Nic just gave me a ride."
Jacob sneered, saying, "Avery, when you lie, your eyes tend to look upward. Your habit hasn't changed. You held on for a year and suddenly let go, leaving your seriously ill father behind, all for that man?"
Avery didn't want to explain. The more she tried to come up with excuses, the more he would feel like she was trampling on his intelligence. It would make things worse.
So, she quickly changed the subject. "It doesn't matter. Let's just get divorced first."
Before she could take a step, Jacob suddenly grabbed her wrist. He didn't use much force, but Avery felt a piercing pain, and she frowned at him.
Jacob's face twisted with madness, and his voice was chilling. "I used to think that divorce was the best punishment for you, but now I've changed my mind."
Avery was taken aback. "What are you talking about?"
Jacob looked at her deviously. "I suddenly don't want to get divorced anymore."
His long fingers brushed against her cheek as he looked down and coldly asked, "Are you happy about it, Mrs. Hill?"
If this had happened half a month ago, Avery would have been ecstatic. But after she learned the truth, his touch only made her feel disgusted.
"Let go! Jacob, I want a divorce from you now."
The man effortlessly lifted her off the ground. The harbor, which had sheltered her from wind and rain, now only left her with endless resistance.
"Let go of me, Jacob, are you out of your mind?"
The difference in strength between a man and a woman was huge, not to mention that Avery was fragile at that moment. She was unable to resist him.
Her body was placed in the back seat of the car. The struggle felt like an intense exercise for Avery. She gasped for air and spoke with difficulty, "Jacob, what do you want to do?"
"What do I want?"
He tugged at his tie, with a trace of mockery flashing across his eyes. "Avery, I want you to suffer. Do you think I'm stupid enough to let you frolic with another man? I underestimated you. You said you would rather die than divorce me, but you soon found someone else. Are you so horny?"
Avery had a splitting headache. His words were provoking, and her heart felt like it was being pricked with needles. She bit her lip and said, "You've always wanted a divorce from me, and now that I'm granting your wish, why are you acting up like this? You cheated on me, so even if I want to be with someone else, what has it got to do with you?"
In the next second, the man lifted his chin high, his voice devoid of emotions. "Anyone can find happiness in this world, except you. Do you get it?"
Avery met his indifferent gaze, his dark eyes exuding silent pressure. His voice was ruthless as he said, "Whether we divorce or not, it's up to me to decide."
As he leaned closer, his tie fell on Avery's cheeks. His exquisite woolen coat was neat, without a wrinkle, and he acted as condescending as a god.
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