Angry again!

And it was such a childish way to vent his anger.

She found it funny and deliberately raised her voice. "Ah, is the lock broken? I'll get someone to bring the key!"

Then she pretended to turn around.

Then, the door opened with a click.

She leaned against the door frame and smiled.

"Angry?"

Wyatt looked at her expressionlessly. "What is it?"

"Oh, I can't come to you if there's nothing else?" Zoey walked towards him. "What happened to you? Why didn't you come to see me the whole night?"

Wyatt sat in his seat and said, "Since you have someone with you, I won't disturb you."

"Is that so? But why do I feel that your tone is strange?" She leaned over and rested her head on his shoulder with a smile.

His body stiffened for a moment. He tilted his head to look at her, his eyes cold. "Have a good talk."

She was stunned and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. "Are you angry? I can explain it."

"Explanation? No need. I know that you are still thinking about him. It doesn't matter. I don't care anyway."

Her expression changed. "What do you mean?"

He didn't look at her. Instead, he looked at the computer screen. It was as if the words on the screen had suddenly turned into a flower. "I mean, I don't care who the person in your heart is. Only you stay by my side and don't betray me. It will be fine."

She laughed out of anger. "You are quite generous."

His expression became even colder. "You flatter me. You better know your identity. You are now my wife, Vanny's mother. Don't always do things that are beneath your status."

"Beneath my status? What did I do to beneath my status?" She was already about to be enraged by him.

"For example, the meeting with Howard just now, it's better to be a little less in the future. Otherwise, I'm not sure what I will do to you, understand?"

"I don't understand. Then tell me, what will you do to me? Beat me, scold me? Or abuse me? Or do you not want me to be your wife?" She chuckled. "Wyatt, you know how to talk. I'm angry now."

"Oh? Then I'm the same. Also, I have to say one more thing. You are my wife. And you will be my wife for the rest of your life, so I don't want to talk about divorce anymore. I don't want to hear it. Also, I hope today will be the last time you see him."

"Impossible!" she shouted. "I will meet Howard in the future... Ah!"

She just said her thoughts. Before she could finish speaking, he suddenly stood up and grabbed her neck.

A strong sense of suffocation mixed with pain came from her neck. It caused her vision to blur, and she almost fainted.

"Let, let go..." She opened her mouth and squeezed out, "Don't, don't make me hate you..."

His eyes were as cold as ice as he slowly approached her and whispered into her ear, "Don't let me lose control, or you won't be able to bear it." After saying that, he loosened his grip.

She immediately fell, but he reached out and hugged her waist in time.

The first thing she did after steadying herself was to push him away. "Go away!"

He released his hand and pursed his thin lips.

She looked at him fiercely. "Wyatt, swear that this will be the last time you hurt me!"

He still looked at her quietly.

Tears welled up in her eyes. "Wyatt, you were not like this in the past. You have..."

He had never been willing to hurt even a single finger of her. When did he become like this?