Chapter 467
"Savanna, you really dared to do so! In order to force me to divorce you, you actually didn't hesitate to commit suicide."
Brandon was really angry. He reached out his hand and grabbed the blade.
The sharp blade cut Brandon's palm, and their blood mixed together and dripped down.
The blood fell on the white sheet, looking like blossoms.
Savanna held the handle of the knife tightly, and Brandon held the blade. He seemed to feel no pain.
They seemed to have come to a deadlock. Neither of them was willing to let go first.
More and more blood dripped down the knife.
Savanna finally compromised. She loosened the knife and said, "Mr. Cassel, do you still want your hand or not?"
Brandon threw the fruit knife onto the ground. His palm was full of blood.
It was obviously painful and embarrassing. But still, a faint light appeared in Brandon's eyes.
"Savanna, you still care about me, right?"