"Don't you find your behavior now a bit ridiculous?
What identity do you assume to come forward and help me?
My ex-husband? The man I loved? Or... my best friend's fiancé?"
Faye Townsend's words silenced Hunter Warren.
All that remained in her eyes was indifference.
"You are no longer my husband now.
Don't forget, it was you who proposed divorce first.
You may have a thousand, ten thousand reasons for giving up on me.
But when I needed you the most, you kicked me while I was down; what makes you think that I, Faye Townsend, must be so fixated on you?
What makes you believe that even if you stabbed me and left me bleeding, I would still turn to you for help?
Hunter Warren, if there had been even a flimsy reason for you to show me a little pity back then, not to let go of my hand, I wouldn't hate you as much as I do now.
Now, I genuinely do not need your help.
Even if Townsend Corp really goes bankrupt, I'll accept fate."