"My offer last night is still valid. You can live in this luxurious house with many servants who are always available 24 hours a day. And the important thing is you will not be short of money at all. As long as you are my wife." Dave approached Dian while Dian stepped back every time Dave stepped closer to her.
"I'd rather die than your wife be. Even for a second, I didn't want to. Go away!!" Dian took an item that was nearby and threw it at Dave. The man was ready to dodge all the throws of the woman who was in a heavy emotion. Finally, a throw from a thick book on the coffee table hit Dave's chest and made a line wound that oozed blood.
Dave leaked Dian sharply after seeing the wound near the place. Dian's chest rumbled violently, holding her breath and gasping for breath. His eyes were still burning with anger and gleaming.
"Is that all you're capable of? Don't let me make your calculations." Dave is cynical.