I knew that he didn’t want to see me now.
After letting out a sigh, I walked towards him and said, “Dennis, you’ve had too much wine. Let’s go home!”
He slightly squinted his eyes and raised the corner of his mouth satirically, “Home?” He sounded as if he despised this idea, “Is it really a home for me?”
I wrung my eyebrows. Normally, I would say nothing and just accept his humiliation, but now I was much crankier than before because of the pregnancy, so I answered angrily, “What is it then? Dennis, if you don’t want to see me, I can well call Olivia and ask her to pick you up. Diana has a business here. You probably don’t care about this amount of money, but she has to stay in business!”
My wrist was suddenly grabbed by him, and I was in his lap the very next second. Hugging my waist, he reached his rough fingers into my collar violently and said in an ironical tone, “That place is surely not a home with you in it. At most, it’s a homestay!”
Then he just grasped at me with his palm mercilessly.
My eyebrows got twisted together because of the sharp pain, and I was livid with anger at this point, so I pulled out his hand and shouted, “There is no need of coming back to that place if it’s just a homestay for you then! Sign the divorce papers, and we’ll have nothing to do with each other from now on!”
He suddenly bit me on my shoulders, and I almost teared up.