?Chapter 202:

    Give Me Half of Your Money

    Vincent’s words immediately grated on Neil.

    Neil may not have realized just how possessive he had be over Katelyn, bordering on obsession. Of course, he couldn’t stand by and watch another man im what he considered his.

    Neil’s eyes hardened, his smile dripping with sarcasm. “Mr. Adams, it surprises me that you have a taste for leftovers. I’ve had my fill of the soup she made over thest three years. It seems you’re content with something quite pathetic.” At that point, Neil didn’t care about maintaining any respect toward Vincent. He was ready to unleash all the pent-up anger he had been harboring.

    Neil smirked. “Had you told me sooner, I would’ve handed it over. It’s worthless to me anyway.”

    He was referring to both the soup and the woman who made it. This disy of cynicism and spite only deepened Katelyn’s aversion to him.

    Katelynmented her choice, recalling how thrilled she had been at their wedding. She felt she deserved the ensuing sorrow.

    Vincent’s expression remained icy. “Is that so? You excel at bluffing, Wheeler. You are undoubtedly the most obstinate man I’ve met.”

    Neil retorted defiantly, “Don’t think I’ll let you two end up together. I’ll drag you both down to hell if necessary.”

    “Now, looking at you only disgusts me. Your relentless badgering will make me regret ever marrying you, Neil. You don’t get to control the divorce. This is your final warning.” Katelyn’s expression wasposed as she coldly met Neil’s gaze.

    “If you refuse to agree to the divorce, then I won’t pursue it further.”

    The men present were momentarily taken aback.

    Neil hadn’t had a change of heart, but he quickly grasped the implications. This was her form of retribution. As long as there was no divorce, any future children he might have with Lise would be considered illegitimate.

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    Vincent’s grip on the spoon tightened. He understood well that Katelyn despised Neil.

    Even if she pursued this path for revenge, she would remain bound to Neil as his wife.

    Clearly, it was not worth risking her happiness forever over a scoundrel.

    Katelyn spoke with a slow, deliberate smile.

    “This is your final opportunity. Change your mindter and decide to divorce, and I’ll demand over half your wealth. Fail to meet my terms, and you’ll never be free of this marriage.”

    Katelyn was prepared to divorce without any financial gain, though the legal proceedings had been frustratingly slow. Given Neil’s ignorance, she might as well im half his assets. Neil was undoubtedly in their filing marriage. Details of his affair had flooded the inte. Should they proceed to court, Katelyn would undoubtedly prevail.

    Neil, feeling cornered, red at her with fiery anger.

    “Katelyn, you’ve really surprised me. It appears you were merely pretending throughout our years together. So this is your true self?”

    He was perplexed. She had once been so sweet and tender. What had changed her? His infidelity had been a singr mistake. Could one misstep have altered her so profoundly, this woman who had once deeply loved him? Yet, he believed his actions weren’t gravely wrong—after all, all men made mistakes.

    Katelyn would surely scoff if she knew his thoughts. She had never encountered such shamelessness.

    Katelyn’s voice carried a trace of scorn. “You fail to see things clearly, and you me me. Consider this advice—decide whether you want a divorce or to pay me off before we part ways.”

    Neil clenched his fists, unwilling to concede. Just as he was about to respond, the door swung open once more…

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