“Do you want revenge?” Anwen asked as she raised one of her eyebrows.
“Yes,” Trish replied. He looked back at the girl who had officially become his wife a few hours ago.
“So, you married me because you want revenge?” Anwen asked again.
“Yes.”
Anwen stood up.
“Get out! We are divorced!” she growled while pointing towards the door. When Trish heard that, he smirked.
While looking at Anwen, he said, “Think carefully before kicking me out. I’m afraid that if I leave, you will cry.”
Trish leaned back and crossed his arms.
“Trishy… sob... please don’t go,” he said mockingly, mimicking Anwen’s expression.
Anwen’s eyebrows dived down sharply. “Are you mocking me?”
“No. I don’t care. Go back to Erina… go back to your girlfriend…” Trish continued to mock his wife and desperately suppressed a laugh when he saw Anwen’s face turn red out of anger. The girl clenched her fists in annoyance.
