Chapter 35

Estelle stayed calm and composed. If anything, she became more cautious as she gave Dillon a once-over. "What do you want from me? Are you finally going to divorce me?" He was already visibly upset, and most people wouldn't dare make eye contact with him now. But she kept on talking as if she didn't notice it. "I'd be happy to divorce you. How about you pull a few strings so we can speed up the process and get the divorce papers done straight away, Mr. Waverly?" Dillon scoffed in anger. He grabbed Estelle's arm and pulled her in front of him. "You're something else, Estelle. You vanished for five years, and now you want a divorce as soon as you return." She looked down at his hand with disgust, like it had touched something filthy. "Let go!" Seeing the look in her eyes, Dillon felt his temper flare up again. Did she hate him so much? If that was the case… With a chime, the elevator door opened. Then, a familiar and cheerful voice came through, "I'm so glad you're okay, Estelle."