Chapter 103Darkness, a musty smell, and iron chains on her wrists—that was the first thing Nora felt when she woke up. Her head was still dizzy from the anesthesia she had been given on the way there. Click!The heavy iron door creaked open. Anthony stepped inside, his cream-colored shirt rolled up at the sleeves, his brown eyes cold. In his right hand was a bottle of water and a piece of bread.“Good morning, my dear wife,” Anthony said flatly.Nora scoffed. “Hah! Don’t call me your wife. We’re divorced!” Anthony laughed briefly. “You’re so funny, Nora. If you want an official divorce, it takes two signatures. You forgot whose signature I never signed?” Nora tensed. “Let me go, you bastard!!”“Haha… don’t expect me to let you go, Nora. The woman I love forged everything to become Mrs. Wilson,” Anthony replied. He placed the bread on the wooden table. “Now it’s your turn to feel confined.”Nora groaned, trying to break free from the chains. “Let me go, Anthony! I’ll report—”Sla
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