Chapitre 23: I STILL WANT THE DIVORCE

Alanis dragged Harlow up the stairs, his grip firm but not forceful, until they arrived at his private study. He opened the door, pulled her inside, and closed it with a decisive click.

Harlow, as if coming back to her senses, immediately yanked her hand free from his grasp, her green eyes blazing with defiance.

"Don't think for a second," she began sharply, "that just because you helped me out there, I'll change my mind about the divorce."

Alanis leaned against the door, a faint, almost amused smile playing on his lips. Are you deliberately using this method to anger me and to arouse my interest... Wife?" His tone was teasing, playful, a sharp contrast to the cold detachment she'd always known from him.

In all the years she married him, he has never addressed her as his wife.

"Why would I do that?" Harlow snapped. She hated him, despised every fiber of his being. She wasn't here for his attention; she was here for revenge.