I asked him coldly, "This flower shop is mine, not yours. What qualifications do you have to let her vent her emotions here?"
"I can compensate you for all your losses, but don't let me see you trying to hurt Carol again, or I won't let you go."
Bruce threw my hand away with force, and I lost my balance and fell to the ground.
The broken pieces of the flowerpot on the ground pierced into my flesh, and I gasped in pain.
"Since you love her so much, why don't you agree to divorce me?" I frowned.
When Carol heard the word "divorce", she showed joy in her eyes. I guessed she dreamed of replacing me.
Bruce's face darkened. "Shut up! I don't want to hear you say these words from now on. We have been through so many ups and downs in the past ten years. Why are you saying divorce now? You disappoint me."
He said that I disappointed him, but he was the one who disappointed me.
He favored another woman in front of me and killed my child. Now he didn't agree to divorce. Did he want to enjoy the happiness of having two wives?
Since he didn't want a divorce, I would force him to divorce.
As I stood up, I picked up a flower pot and smashed it hard on Carol's head.