“He shaved my head,” I said coldly, letting out a laugh. “I returned the favor. Now we’re even. Besides, doesn’t he like getting couple tattoos with you? I just helped him out. One more tattoo means one more declaration of love for you.”
Abigail’s face darkened instantly. She clenched her teeth and said, “Logan and I are not that kind of relationship. I value his talent, potential, and thoughtfulness. Not someone like you—petty, unreasonable, always stirring up trouble. Not someone as malicious as you!”
I never imagined that one day, Abigail would describe me with words like these.
All that sincerity, fed straight to the dogs.
“Let’s get a divorce. If you think he’s so great, then go be with him,” I said with finality.
I didn’t want to waste any more breath arguing. I dropped those words and turned to leave.
But behind me, Logan’s dissatisfied voice rang out.
“Abigail, didn’t you say you’d get justice for me? You’re just letting him walk away like this? Won’t everyone think I’m easy to bully now? That they can humiliate me whenever they want? You lied to me! I really wish I could just die right now!”
Harrison's POV
Even watching his drama, I only let out a cold laugh.