Chapter 12 I Want a Divorce
Chapter 12 I Want a Divorce
“Eliza, how heartless can you be? Your mother is already miserable enough, yet you still want to be a
burden to her. You are really vicious!”
His words were like knives to her heart, they hurt Eliza immediately.
That villainous man had framed and threatened her, and made her mother quarrel with her father. Yet,
he was still acting so proud in front of them.
Eliza was furious, she shoved Michael with all her strength. She completely lost control, and she
shouted, “Michael, you b*stard!”
Michael was caught off guard at first. When Eliza scratched his face, he came back to his senses and
immediately countered. He grabbed Eliza’s wrists hard and glared at her. Then, he changed his tone.
“Eliza, apologize to me. If you apologize, I will forgive you…”
“Dream on!” Eliza tried her best to break herself free from his grasp. Her mind was in a mess. She
wanted nothing more than to attack him.
Marco was also angry at Penelope. He grabbed her hair and pushed her away. Then, he turned
towards Eliza and said, “Eliza, if you get divorced from Michael, I will divorce your mother!”
All of a sudden, Penelope’s face turned pale. She loved Marco, and she was absolutely unwilling to
leave him.
“Eliza, please apologize to Michael!” Penelope immediately gave in. She rushed towards Eliza and
grabbed her arm. She looked at her and pleaded, “Kneel and apologize. I will kneel to you and make it
up to you too, please…”
As she said that, she was about to kneel.
How could Eliza let her kneel? She immediately stopped her.
Her heart was throbbing with hurt. All the grievances and anger she felt turned into reinforced bars and
sharp needles. She clenched her chest. She was in so much pain that her face turned ghastly pale,
and she could feel her dignity seeping away.
“Mom, get up first. I will apologize,” She spoke in a hoarse voice. The light in her eyes was completely
dimmed. “I will kneel and apologize to him.”
Penelope cried as she shouted, “It is all my fault. I can’t divorce your father, and you mustn’t divorce
Michael too.”
Eliza could not say anything at all.
She raised her sad eyes and looked at that proud scumbag in front of her. Eliza clenched her fists hard.
Her nails dug so deep into the tender flesh of her palms that they were almost bleeding.
Michael could not hide the complacency in his eyes at all. He took a step back and sat down on the
sofa, waiting for Eliza to kneel.
Eliza’s body felt heavy. Every breath was difficult for her to take.
“Hurry up and kneel, what are you waiting for!” Marco urged her impatiently. His expressions were
ferocious, and he did not look like a father at all, he looked more like an evil villain.
Eliza took a deep breath as she slowly bent her stiff knees…
"Eliza, stand there."
A mellow, low, and hoarse voice suddenly cut through the tensed atmosphere. It was slightly chilling,
like a sharp sword cutting through the black fog. It pierced through the freezing atmosphere, and a
sense of pressure could be felt.
Everyone in the living room stared with wide eyes at the man who was walking slowly towards them as
if he was taking a stroll in the park.
The tall man was wearing a casual yet luxurious black tailored suit. An unspeakable solemnity and
coldness exuded from him. His facial features were almost impeccable, and his eyebrows were sharp,
and so were his eyes. Just a glance alone was enough to scare everyone around.
Eliza's almond-shaped eyes widened in surprise, she could not believe her eyes at all.
It was Tanner! Again! NôvelDrama.Org © content.
Why was he here?