If she refused to go, could he really complete a remarriage on his own?
Seeing her stubborn resistance, Michael had no choice but to adjust his strategy. "After we remarry, you can do whatever you want, I won't interfere at all. It won't be any different from how you live right now. What's more, Lucian and Clara can stay with you full-time."
It was a deeply tempting offer, and Evelyn was almost swayed for a second.
"You're trapping me! I don't want to remarry, which means I don't want to remarry! You can't treat me like this!" With that, she got up from the dining table, rushed to the living room, grabbed her handbag, and marched straight toward the front entrance.
In just a few long strides, Michael caught up and blocked her path. He knew he had been far too impatient.
He unlocked the main door, but Evelyn couldn't suppress her rising temper. In her fury, she swung her heavy handbag right against the doorframe lock. "Michael Thorn, open this door for me!"
