"Mom, I won't sign it.
"Can you stop demanding me to do what you want? I'm not a three-year-old."
Trey lost his patience.
His attitude irritated Nathalie. She was so angry that she stepped back, her face was livid.
Suddenly, she took out a knife from her bag and put it on her neck.
"Mom, what are you doing!"
Trey's expression changed.
Nathalie was cruel enough to herself. She held the knife so hard that her neck began to bleed.
"If you don't sign it, I will kill myself. You can live with that little slut happily when I'm gone!
"I don't want to hear people call that bitch Mrs. Barrett again. Me or her, you have to pick one. Do you want a wife or a mother? Choose now!"
Nathalie increased the strength in her hand.
It looked as if she was going to cut her throat in front of Trey the next moment.
Trey knew that Nathalie was capable of doing that.