"Back then, you could have secret affairs with me behind Patrick Grant's back, and now you can still have affairs with others behind my back." Master Clark stared at Mrs. Clark as if she were filthy garbage.
"You, you're crossing the line!" Mrs. Clark shouted angrily, "Back then, if it weren't for you, why would I have broken up with Patrick?"
"Patrick? You still call him so intimately." Master Clark sneered, "Tomorrow, go divorce me!"
Master Clark's words left Mrs. Clark stunned: "How, how can you divorce me?"
"Why can't I? You make me wear a cuckold's hat, I will divorce you. Let me tell you, even Patrick Grant isn't a cuckold, so I won't be!" After saying this, Master Clark turned and left.
"I won't get divorced!" Mrs. Clark shouted angrily.
"You can try!" Master Clark couldn't believe it; he might fear Isabella Chamberlain, might not be able to provoke Dylan Clark, but if he couldn't deal with his own wife, what was the point of living?
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