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When they met again, Jonathan Serge Drucker saw her with her daughter who had been diagnosed with mild autism. He coldly taunted her, 'Clarisse Balas, a daughter from another man, no wonder she's not healthy!' She indifferently replied, 'And who are you?'
He had always been drawn to those icy, enchanting women, and a sweet, innocent girl like her didn't pique his interest. He never thought that one day, after enduring the hurt he had inflicted and the trials of life, she would finally become what he desired but was no longer his.

Release Me from My Demon Ex-Husband

Since she made that call to him, her speech has been strange and with different ends.

Clarisse's arm throbbed from his forceful grip, but she didn't utter a word. She stubbornly stared back at him, tears welling up in her eyes.

Since he couldn't forget that first love, since he had given her such a loveless marriage, she wished he would stop caring about her and giving her false hope! She would rather they parted ways in mutual hatred, sparing herself from too much pain. She didn't want him to hold onto any shred of kindness, only to suffer more when they eventually separated.

Jonathan, eyes blazing with anger, squeezed her delicate arm, almost wishing to crush it. Yet, as he saw the tears glistening in her eyes and noticed her slightly swollen belly, he finally snorted disdainfully and released her, though his gaze remained fixed on her with intensity.

Chapter 38- divorce?