Chapter 285 I’ll Help You Out—Let’s Get Divorced Right Now

• Her heart lurched hard. She slowly lifted her gaze, eyes misted with tears, and looked at him. “What is it?”
• Conrad Heathcliff bent down, one hand braced on the back of the couch, the other on the armrest, caging her in. His voice went cold. “Write a confession. Admit you abandoned your husband and child, fooled around first and cut ties later, and now you want a divorce to marry another man. I’ll pin that confession up in the Heathcliff Family ancestral hall and have Jake Banner read it every day. Later, your grandson, great-grandson—every one of them—will read it.”
• Angie felt a thunderclap explode inside her skull, like a bolt from the heavens cracking her crown. Her nerves fried, her head spun, and her limbs turned to ice.