Chapter 267 Keep Me Locked Up for the Rest of My Life

I glared at Yvette, almost blurting out in retort, "You're my ex-wife, got it? We're done. There's nothing between us anymore!" "Fine, ex-wife it is," Yvette said, nodding lightly. Surprisingly, she didn't argue further. Instead, she gestured toward the couch. "Come on, sit down. Let me take care of that wound for you." I couldn't shake off my suspicion. Her calm and collected demeanor made it seem like she had everything under control, and it left me wondering if something shady had happened on the day of our divorce. But then again, I had the divorce certificate in hand. Surely, the city hall wouldn't have given me a fake one, right? Since I didn't respond, Yvette reached out to pull me. I shook off her hand and snapped, "I'll take care of it in my own room. I don't need your help." She seemed to lose her patience then, grabbing my wrist firmly and pushing me down onto the sofa. As I tried to get up and resist, she said coolly, "I've already locked the door. You're not going a