"Julie Harrison, what the hell do you want?!!"
A deafening roar broke through the door, penetrating Ivy Aretha's ears as she stood at the doorstep in a daze, causing her to back away involuntarily. Her entire consciousness stiffened as their conversation challenging her nerves replayed in her mind.
Divorce? Living in loneliness until death?
What was the barrier between them as such frightening words were uttered by a seemingly gentle and modest woman?!
Overwhelmed with emotion, Ivy soon lost herself in her thoughts...
"Honey, let's go back to our room." Before Ivy could make sense of what was happening, she was already enveloped in the warm embrace of the man. "Don't worry, Oliver Thompson would never hurt her."
It seemed he indeed couldn't bear to hurt her.
