Quiana Sutton shook off Durrell Landon's hand gripping her wrist. "It's none of your business."
At the moment she shook him off, Durrell Landon reversed his grip and tightened it fiercely: "You are my wife; how could your matters be unrelated to me?"
After hearing this, she pressed her lips together. "If we get divorced, doesn't that mean I'm not your wife anymore, and you don't have the right to intervene in my affairs either?"
The word 'divorce' was as toxic as venom to him; he simply couldn't bear to hear it.
Without a second thought, he pulled her into his arms, preventing her from struggling, and kissed her lips.
She widened her eyes.
In that instant, a tingling sensation spread, reigniting nerves that were almost numb. She faintly felt that another personality seemed to sense Durrell Landon's presence; she frowned, forcibly suppressing this feeling.
