Dinah sat on the sofa and caught its armrest, feeling a little nervous.
Once the door of the study opened, she stood up.
"Stephen..." Dinah knew Stephen might be tortured by the drug, but she didn't expect that he would have such a big change. "You..."
Stephen walked up to her with a sneer on his lips. "This is all thanks to you."
Dinah took a long breath and moved backward. The back of her knee hit the sofa, and she sank down.
She raised her head, looking at Stephen with her lips trembling. "I-I'm so-sorry."
Stephen grabbed her wrist and pulled her up from the sofa. "Let's go!"
"Where are we going?" Dinah was forced to follow him behind, walking outside.
"The Marriage License Bureau," Stephen said with an expressionless face.
"No, I'm not going to be divorced!" Dinah threw Stephen's hands-off, then hid to the back of the sofa. "No, please don't divorce me."
