The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 1287

“I’m your wife! Why can’t I have a look?!”

Astrid, forgetting all pretense of decorum befitting a councilman’s wife, grabbed his collar and shook him violently. She shouted hysterically. “I’ve been so good to you, and this is how you repay me? You heartless jerk!”

As she raised her hand to slap Theodore, he quickly grabbed her wrist and shoved her back forcefully.

“Argh!”

Astrid lost her balance and crashed into the door. The pain made her gasp, and her eyes widened in shock.

“How dare you hit me? I’m the heiress of the Iverson Group! How dare you lay your hands on me? Aren’t you scared of me going home and telling my Dad and big brother that you’ve been hitting me?!”

“Go ahead. Tell anyone as you please! I’ve had enough of you!”

Pushed to his limits, Theodore pointed accusingly at Astrid’s stunned face. “The election is just around the corner. If you want to cause trouble and destroy everything we’ve built for years in one moment, just go ahead! Let me make this clear. Right now, our fates are intertwined. If I go down, so do all your aspirations!”

Astrid’s face turned ghostly pale. She was speechless.

She had never imagined that her man could turn her dedicated efforts to build him up into a weapon against her!

“All these years, you’ve used your heiress status to oppress and humiliate me, and I’ve endured it. You wanted a publicly affectionate and caring relationship, and I’ve given you that! From now on, mind your own business. Just do what a councilman’s wife is supposed to do, and we can all have great days for ourselves. Otherwise, we might as well go our separate ways!”

His words translated into one clear message. He had grown confident under Astrid’s care and was ready to take off on his own!

Theodore straightened the collar she grabbed. Without sparing his wife another glance, he stormed out, slamming the door behind him.

Astrid sat dazed on the floor, pitiful tears streaming down her face.