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Hearing the sound of Ellsworth getting out and closing the car 

door, Harriet watched his figure walk around the front of the car 

and murmured, “Ellsworth, did you ever like me?” 

As she finished speaking, Ellsworth came to the passenger 

side, opened the door for her, and, leaning lazily with his arm on 

the door, teased, “Don’t even want to go home anymore?” 

Hearing his words, Harriet got out of the car. 

After showering and changing in the bedroom, Harriet planned 

to talk to Ellsworth, to tell him that her grandparents already 

knew about the divorce, the legal department was preparing the 

contract, and that she would move back to the next room 

instead of staying in his. Just then, Ellsworth suddenly pulled a 

chair in front of the sofa, nodded at the sofa, and said to her, 

“Sit.” 

Harriet glanced at the chair. 

She knew it–Ellsworth had something to say today, and she had 

guessed right. 

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Without much emotion, Harriet looked at Ellsworth for a while, then walked over calmly and sat down on the sofa. 

She was already prepared. She had imagined this scene 

countless times before. There was a pen on the desk–she could 

sign at any time. 

After Harriet sat down, Ellsworth took a seat in the chair 

opposite her. 

They sat facing each other. Seeing Harriet’s hair was a bit 

messy, Ellsworth reached out to tidy it for her. 

Harriet didn’t move his hand away, just stared straight at him. 

After fixing Harriet’s messy hair, Ellsworth turned and picked up 

a stack of photos from the coffee table behind him, handing 

them over as if it were nothing. 

Harriet took the photos and looked through them, momentarily 

at a loss for words. 

She thought Ellsworth wanted to talk about the divorce, that the 

agreement was ready. 

But… what was all this mess? Weren’t these just photos of her 

having burgers with Gracelyn? 

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After looking through the photos, Harriet looked up at Ellsworth, about to ask what he meant, but Ellsworth spoke first. 

He looked straight at her, his tone calm and unreadable as he asked, “Do you like Reginald? Or do you like that child?” 

Before Harriet could answer, Ellsworth continued, “If you like 

Reginald, I’ll deal with him right away. If you like kids, we can 

have a few of our own.” 

Have a few? 

Harriet couldn’t help but laugh in exasperation at his words. 

So all this fuss tonight was just about this? 

Harriet stared speechlessly at Ellsworth for a long time before 

saying seriously, “Ellsworth, stop joking. If there’s nothing else, 

I’m going to rest in the next room.” 

Utterly unreasonable. 

After speaking, Harriet got up to leave, but Ellsworth grabbed 

her wrist and pulled her back. 

Landing back on the sofa, Harriet said, “Ellsworth, what exactly 

do you want? And if you’re going to question me, shouldn’t I ask 

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you first? Didn’t you say you’d be back in a few days? Why did you suddenly come back early today?” 

At Harriet’s sharpness, Ellsworth said, “So, do you like 

Reginald?” 

With that, Ellsworth reached for his phone on the coffee table. 

Seeing this, Harriet snatched his phone away. “Don’t go making 

calls or asking around. Don’t complicate my work environment. 

Stop projecting your own issues onto me.” 

As soon as Harriet finished speaking, Ellsworth suddenly bent 

down and hoisted her onto his shoulder. 

Harriet was startled, slapping his back with both hands. 

“Ellsworth, what are you doing? Put me down!” 

Ellsworth didn’t listen at all. He tossed her onto the bed–not too 

hard, not too soft–and trapped her in his arms. 

He had held back all day. 

He had spent the whole day holding back over this. 

Now, seeing how little Harriet cared, and how she raised her 

voice at him, Ellsworth just wanted to teach her a lesson, to 

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make her cry and beg for mercy, to make her never mention 

divorce again. 

He wanted to make her his. 

As Harriet tried to push herself up from the bed, Ellsworth 

grabbed her hand and pinned her down. 

Ellsworth was much stronger than before–more forceful, more 

domineering. 

Yet he was still careful, not without tenderness. 

He held one of her hands, and with the other, quickly undid her 

clothes. 

After being messed with by him all night, Harriet was annoyed. 

She struggled and protested, “Ellsworth, I don’t consent. This is 

illegal.” 

Ellsworth just laughed. “Go ahead, try to sue me. See if anyone 

dares take your case.” 

“Ells…” Harriet hadn’t even finished calling his name before she 

was drowned in his overwhelming kisses. 

As he kissed her, his hands were anything but idle. 

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Harriet pushed at him with all her might, but found she was no 

match for Ellsworth’s strength. 

He could do whatever he wanted with her.