"Because I won't give you that opportunity. If you provoke me, I'll either be in a good mood and magnanimous enough not to hold a grudge, or... I'll crush you into the abyss! If you die, let it be a quick death. Do you want me to witness how deep your feelings are? I don't have the time or inclination to watch you struggle to survive in front of me."
Yumi Stewart's lips were trembling this time. She shook her head, her eyes full of helplessness and fear.
"What exactly do you want?"
Jackson Russo looked at her coldly. "It's you who needs to think about what you want. Yumi, this marriage is what you wanted, obtained by any means necessary. You called the shots at the beginning, but when it ends, that's not your decision anymore. If you insist on a showdown with me, then let's see who's tougher."
"So, what do you mean by all this? As long as you're not done playing around, does that mean I can never bring up divorce?"
