Seeing Nicholas Croft finish his call and grab his coat to leave, Hannah Hargrave hurriedly chased after him, grabbing his arm, "Nicholas, where are you going?"
Nicholas turned his eyes towards her and coldly said, "To take care of my wife."
"Nicholas, you can't do this." Hannah shook her head frantically, "You've already divorced her, I'm the rightful wife, you can't treat me like this..."
"Can't I?" Nicholas's lips curled into a mocking smile, his eyes suddenly sharp like daggers aiming at Hannah, then abruptly contracted. Hannah was startled, barely reacting as Nichola's large hand grabbed her collar, his handsome face slowly approaching, with barely contained danger in his tensely focused eyes.
"Since you viciously locked up my wife illegally, why should I be kind to you, huh?"
Nicholas's large hand forcefully lifted upwards, making Hannah bob on her tiptoes, like a panicked chick being held by Nicholas.
