Ashley was livid. Clutching her hands tightly, she glared at him and said, "Haven't you always wanted a divorce? Now that Grandma has agreed, don't you find it ridiculous to say such things?"
With a scoff, she continued, "Besides, we've been apart for three years. This marriage is just a formality now; we're hardly husband and wife. Give me back the ring. From now on, we go our separate ways, and what's yours is yours."
She turned her head away as if the sight of him disgusted her.
Gabriel felt a surge of frustration as he reached out, gripping her chin to force her to meet his gaze. "Do you want to become his wife that much?"
The pain made Ashley furrow her brow tightly as she struggled to break free from his grasp. Stepping back a few paces, she mocked, "What's the alternative then,
