Our Anniversary, You Chose Her – I Chose Divorce

”Mmph!”

Iris Yates couldn’t bear it. A painful pressure built in her chest and throat. She shoved him hard, her nails digging into his neck and leaving behind angry red scratches.

But William Quinn was relentless, kissing her with an almost oblivious fervor.

Only when her struggles ceased did he finally let go, pulling her into his embrace.

”You won’t always fight me. You’ll fall in love with me. You will absolutely fall in love with me.”

Iris Yates gasped for air, stars bursting in her vision. She felt like she could die at any moment!

’This devil!’

’Fall in love with him?!’

’Not in this life, the next, or the one after that! Never!’

William Quinn’s moods came and went quickly. A smile soon returned to his face as he picked out a pale pink silk gown for her. As he changed her into it, his eyes darkened, and his Adam’s apple bobbed, unable to restrain himself.

”Baby, you’re so beautiful.”

He couldn’t resist kissing the back of her hand. ”You’re the most beautiful Eastern doll I’ve ever seen.”

’An Eastern doll that belonged only to him.’

Iris Yates coldly snatched her hand back and said, ”Why don’t you just go die?”

William Quinn, however, didn’t care. He took her hand again and led her out of the room, straight to the restaurant on the same floor.

The square dining table was covered in Chinese dishes. A servant removed all the insulated covers, revealing one delicious-looking dish after another in front of Iris Yates.

William Quinn pulled out a chair for her to sit, then handed her a pair of chopsticks. ”Baby, try some.”

Iris Yates didn’t speak, just eating in silence. But the moment the food touched her tongue, a profound bitterness welled up inside her.

She was homesick.

She missed her mom.

Mrs. Yates was always setting her up on blind dates, as if she were some unmarriageable spinster, but she still cared about her deeply.

She would cook her favorite meals every day, buy her new clothes for each season, and grant any little thing she casually mentioned.

Iris Yates’s vision blurred. She couldn’t swallow a single bite before tears, like pearls from a broken string, began to fall.

”Baby, what’s wrong? Why are you crying?” William Quinn had been watching her with a tense expression, anticipating her review of the food, but when he saw her start to cry, he instantly panicked.

He loved seeing her cry, but only in bed!

Any other time, he much preferred to see her smile, or get angry—to see her full of life.

He carefully wiped away her tears. ”Baby, don’t cry. Was the food awful? Then we won’t eat it.”

He turned his head and shouted angrily, ”Get rid of it all!”

The servants didn’t dare hesitate, rushing forward to clear all the dishes from the table.

William Quinn pulled Iris Yates into his arms. ”Baby, don’t cry. If it’s awful, we won’t eat it. Please don’t cry. It hurts my heart to see you cry.”

”Get away from me!”

Iris Yates suddenly began to struggle violently. ”It’s awful! It’s so awful!”

But William Quinn didn’t let go. ”Okay, okay, it’s awful. We won’t eat. We won’t eat.”

”Let go! Let me go!”

No matter how hard Iris Yates pushed, she couldn’t move him, just like her current predicament—no matter how hard she tried, there was no escape.

’She was going crazy with homesickness!’

’But she could never go back!’

The dam of her tears broke, and she began to wail.

Like a helpless child who could do nothing but cry.

William Quinn had never seen this side of her. Before, when she was sad enough to cry, she would only shed silent tears, staring at him with stubborn fury.

But now, seeing this expression on her face, he truly began to panic.

”Baby, please stop crying. What do you want? Diamonds? Jade? Gold? Just tell me, and I’ll give you anything you desire,” William Quinn asked, flustered.