I’ll never divorce Ava.

Dylan stood silently by the door, his face impassive. His hand brushed against the doorknob, but he made no move to open it. He would never let her go to that man. If he needed to, he would lock her up for the rest of her life.

"If you keep cursing me, I'll never open the door."

"Huh!" Ava scowled, her frustration growing by the second.

"You used to say you loved me," Dylan muttered, the cracks in his icy demeanor starting to show. "Now you hate me. "It seems that your love for me is cheap. You lost it in just one year of our marriage."

"One year?" Ava sneered, her heart twisting at his words. In her past life, her blind devotion to him had cost her everything—her father, her family's fortune, and even her own life, along with the life of their unborn child.

In this life, she wouldn't lose anything.