Seeing her so aggrieved yet still trying to shield him, Michael was deeply moved.
He pulled her into his arms, then glared at me.
“Bullying a girl with no background—are you proud of yourself?”
“Your dad’s gone, your biggest support is gone. Who can you bully now? You want a divorce?”
“Fine, I’ll give it to you!”
By now, Michael wasn’t even pretending anymore.
His dark eyes brimmed with calculation.
“You disgust me. You enjoyed my dad’s resources, yet called him a parasite.”
“So tough, huh? You should’ve refused to be Captain in the first place!”
His teeth gnashed in rage.
Sophie wore a mocking expression, delighted to hear this “truth.”
“Anyone who won’t divorce is a loser!”
“Emily Summers, act so arrogant today—you’d better never need me one day!”
Michael’s face was flushed red with fury, spit flying as he shouted.
With nowhere to vent, his gaze landed on Robert’s remains on display.
A mocking smile curled his lips.
“Hey! We’re doing a fire safety campaign, and my father-in-law’s here too. Come take a look!”
He made call after call, inviting people to see the “father-in-law.”
I stood silently to the side.
I couldn’t help wondering—when he realized that “father-in-law” was actually his own father…