Chapter 1: Divorce

"Gavin Leopold, I want a divorce from you."

Gavin Leopold chuckled softly, then leaned down, placing his hands on the table and trapping me in front of him, his large hands caressing my slender waist.

I instantly felt the strength and warmth of his body.

"What are you doing!" Panic filled my face.

"Juliet Shaw, are you this unsatisfied? Putting on such a show early in the morning, do you just want me to..." He whispered in my ear, "sleep with you."

Anger flashed across my face. This bastard, Gavin Leopold!

In our past life, when we were in the heat of passion, a single call from his mistress could make him stop and leave immediately.

He was so disgusted with me that he barely spoke, but now he's being flirtatious.

Just like a stray dog that can't get enough food outside.

"Get away from me!" I pushed Gavin Leopold impatiently.

Gavin Leopold's brow furrowed. Had I grown bold enough to push him?

"Stay away from me, I feel sick looking at you." I spoke the truth. I remembered Gavin Leopold's behavior from the past life clearly.

On the surface, he was noble and cold, but behind my back, he was with my student.

Disgust was evident on my delicate face, which only made Gavin Leopold even more irritated.

In front of him, I had always been the one to take the initiative, caring for him, dressing him, feeding him. Now, I dared to show him my displeasure?

Gavin Leopold pursed his thin lips, grabbed my arm, and started dragging me upstairs.

"Gavin Leopold, what are you doing? Let go of me!"

I was startled by Gavin Leopold's roughness.

But Gavin Leopold didn't give me a chance to refuse. His strong arms wrapped around my waist and lifted me up.

"Gavin Leopold!"

**

Gavin Leopold kicked open the door.

"Gavin Leopold, what are you doing? Let go of me! Ah!"

The next second, Gavin Leopold threw me onto the bed.

I felt dizzy, and then a strong body pressed down on me.

His large hand pinned my shoulders, and Gavin Leopold looked down at me with a superior air.

A smirk appeared on his thin lips, "What? You like it when I treat you this way?"

Hearing his mockery, a bitter feeling welled up in my heart.

Gavin Leopold was my first love. When I first met him at fifteen, I fell deeply in love with him.

He was three years older than me, and I worked hard to keep up with him, getting into the same university, and eventually becoming his wife after graduation.

I thought it was the beginning of a beautiful life, but I stepped into a quagmire.

It was the man I loved who pushed me step by step into hell.

Infertility, cancer, the tragic death of my parents—all because I loved him.

"Hmm? Why aren't you saying anything? Enjoying it?" Gavin Leopold's mocking voice rang out again.

Anger surged in my chest, and I raised my hand, slapping Gavin Leopold's face with all my might.

*Smack!*

Gavin Leopold's face turned to the side, and my slap was both powerful and satisfying.

"Gavin Leopold, don't touch me, I find you dirty."

The man didn't retaliate, but instead, he stared at me with a cold, dark gaze.

In an instant, a chill ran through my heart.

I knew him too well; this meant he was angry.

He licked his cheek with a wicked smile, "You like playing this way, huh?"

Without giving me a chance to react, Gavin Leopold's broad hand gripped my neck and kissed me.

His kiss was like a raging flood, overwhelming me instantly.

This was their first kiss in this life.

Gavin Leopold's kiss was urgent, fierce, and brutal, as if taming a wild horse.

I struggled with all my might, but after a few rounds, I was exhausted.

I was like a fish gasping for air on the shore, waiting for death.

My lips were ground inch by inch, and my body was twisted into various positions under his hands.

Gavin Leopold was like a king, controlling everything about me.

My resistance, my unwillingness, he cared not.

Rather than letting him enjoy the forced pleasure, I decided to play along.

I suddenly wrapped my arms around Gavin Leopold's neck, tilting my head back and opening my mouth.

Our tongues touched.

Gavin Leopold stiffened as if struck by lightning.

I narrowed my eyes, a challenging look on my face.

My pink tongue, with a faint sweetness, sucked on his lips like a kitten.

*Ring, ring...*

As Gavin Leopold was tearing at my clothes, the phone rang at an inopportune moment.

We both paused.

Gavin Leopold stopped, his eyes dark and unreadable, "Juliet Shaw, you're really cheap."

I wiped my mouth disdainfully, "So are you, Gavin Leopold. Your kissing skills are terrible. One kiss is enough, I won't want a second."

"You're asking for it!"

*Ring, ring...* The phone rang again.