The stares turned venomous. Bella rolled up her sleeves, ready for a brawl.
"Don't be afraid, darling! Mom's here. Let's see who dares bully you!"
I surveyed their agitated faces. "Say whatever you want. I want a divorce."
Realizing I wouldn't budge, Bella slapped her thigh and wailed at the ceiling.
"It's over! He's been bewitched by some vixen!" she shrieked. "My poor daughter—married to an ungrateful, heartless animal!"
Ethan Matthews's rage boiled over.
"Ms. Henson must be blind to marry a piece of trash like you. You're lower than an animal."
He stepped forward, chest puffing out. "Since she won't do it, I'll teach you a lesson myself, you ungrateful prick."
With that, Ethan rolled up his sleeves and lunged, swinging a clumsy fist at my face.
I didn't even blink. I pivoted slightly, letting his momentum carry him past me. As he stumbled, I clamped my hand around his wrist and twisted.
Ethan hissed, his knees buckling under the pressure.
I stared down at him, my voice devoid of warmth. "Who do you think you are?"
I increased the torque on his wrist. "You're a secretary. Since when do you get a vote in my marriage?"