"You still have something to say?" Eva Miller was furious, walked up to him, and raised her hand wanting to slap him. But this time, Luke Land stopped her.
"Little Chili, my tolerance has limits." His eyes flashed with a terrifying cold light, and with a bit of force in his grip, Eva felt a bit of pain. However, her face still showed a determined expression to fight him to the end, showing no fear, "Since you can't tolerate me, let's divorce."
Their marriage was already like a sham, merely a relationship with a marriage certificate, but now she needed even that certificate to cease to exist.
"Impossible!" Luke Land's expression showed some impatience as he released her hand, walked over to the sofa, sat down, picked up a glass of wine, and took a big sip.
Unwilling to let go even when he can't stand it, what exactly does he want?
