Chapter 317 Hands Off My Mommy

• Angela lowered her gaze. Her thick lashes cast two misty shadows on her lids. "My leg is almost healed. It’s time to go back and tie off the loose ends. Conrad Heathcliff tore up the divorce papers, so we’re not divorced yet. This time, I want to finish the divorce. After that, there’ll be nothing between us ever again."
• Her words gave Christopher Heathcliff a sliver of comfort. He took her hand. "Angela, once you’re divorced, marry me. Be my wife. Please?"
• "Okay." She nodded, and Conrad’s face flashed through her mind.