Chapter 17

　　My jaw dropped down. Did he actually fear for his safety? Was he really scared of me? 　　“Or will you leave, and come back later and finish me off? Will you put a pillow on my face so I’d suffocate?” 　　“Sarah, leave. You should be thankful I didn’t call the police. From now, on I want nothing to do with you. You’re free to marry him if you want. I’m sure you’ve been dying to divorce me. 　　What a fool I was for even thinking he would at least give me a chance to explain. He was blinded by his love for her. 　　I wanted him to answer the question I asked him when he wanted me to donate my bone marrow to Maureen. 　　Marcus Mo, I'll ask you a question. My decision will depend on your answer. Before we were married, you treated me much better, so I assume now that you pretended to be nice to me. Was there ever a moment when you sincerely liked me? Before you started hating me, I mean. 　　“You never answered my question before I ran away from you. I wan