"Don't even think about divorce. As long as you're my wife, you'll be my wife for the rest of your life."
"Joanna, you think I wronged you, so you're angry with me and deliberately say things that will make me angry. But have you ever thought about how those words you said just now make me feel?"
As he said this, he paused briefly, and finally, a hint of self-mocking smile appeared at the corner of his lips: "You don't care about my feelings, right? Otherwise, how could you deliberately stab me in the heart with a knife."
Joanna was startled, her eyes widened a bit.
Ashton Heath looked straight into her tear-swollen eyes, he curved his lips, but there was no trace of laughter in his eyes: "You don't care if other women like me, and you don't care if I like other women. In the end, it's because I'm not important to you at all."
"Just an optional person."
An astonished expression appeared on Joanna's face.
She opened her mouth to say something, but she didn't know what to say.
