My fists tightened. I had to bite my teeth to keep my eyes from falling down. Through gritted teeth, I asked her, "What do you plan to do about our relationship?"
Clara casually flipped her hair and said calmly, "Well as long as you don't make any problem, I won't divorce you. However, the Jameson Family will be passed down to Robert and his six siblings. In the future, they will care for you too."
A tear slipped down my cheek. At that moment, I finally gave up. I said calmly, "That won’t be necessary. Clara, let's get a divorce."
I turned around and contacted the boss I had met in prison ....
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"Divorce? Absolutely not!"
The most outraged person was not Clara, but my father. He slapped me across the face. "How did I raise such a petty, ungrateful son?"
"With her achievement, do you have any idea how many men would line up to marry Clara? She’s willing to stay married to you even after having a few kids and you have the nerve to complain?"