Instead of helping me, Daniel's tone was filled with reproach.
"I told you, that dog was biting something incredibly important to me!" I spat through gritted teeth.
Daniel frowned slightly, dismissing my concern.
"It's not like it's your son's body, why do you care so much?"
I shuddered, my eyes reddening as I fell silent.
"Daniel, I want a divorce."
Daniel walked over, towering above me as he looked down.
It seemed like he was seeing my resolve for the first time. Reluctantly, he conceded.
"Apologize, and I'll make sure Isabella forgives you."
"I'll never apologize to a mistress as long as I live." I bit down hard on my words.
Daniel frowned, letting out a quiet sigh after a long pause.
Seeing him soften, Isabella snorted coldly.
"Charlotte, you're so hypocritical. You claim to love your son, but when he was sick, instead of staying at the hospital to care for him, you came back just to cause trouble for me. You're a fraud."
"You have no right to talk about Matthew." Anger flickered in Daniel's eyes.
A trickling sound interrupted.
I turned to see the dog, Matt, lifting its hind leg and urinating on the urn.