Harrison's movements slowed down, as if in a slow-motion replay.

He gradually turned his head back, the complex emotions in his eyes dissipating, replaced by a resolute gaze fixed on Margaret's face.

Thinking that her threat had worked when she saw Harrison turn back, Margaret was about to feel triumphant when she heard him say, "Alright, let's get a divorce."

"What?" Margaret felt as if she had been slapped in the face, thinking she might be hallucinating. She was about to ...