Sophie's head felt a bit dizzy, being held and shaken by him, which made her head even dizzier.
"Let go of me first."
"Baby, I was wrong, truly wrong. Whatever you say goes, I won't argue, okay?"
Thomas Shannon embraced her, his thin lips gently kissing her swan-like beautiful neck.
"Go apologize to Liam."
"..."
"What, unwilling?"
"Okay." Thomas paused, then asked, "If I apologize, will you forgive me?"
"Get a divorce."
Thomas's body stiffened; she was still thinking about divorce?!
Sophie sneered, "Thomas Shannon, do you really think that the things you schemed for are truly safe?"
Just like stolen goods, can you really possess them with peace of mind?
"Fennie, I won't get a divorce. Anything but divorce is fine with me." Thomas's thin lips pressed tightly; getting a divorce was out of the question.
Since they were already married, since she had already seen through it, there was nothing left to say.
