As she put her hand on the doorknob to open the door, he caught her by the waist and pulled her towards him, "Where are you going?"
"Leaving."
Skyler Jones, enduring the pain in his lower body, tightly encircled her, "I won't let you go."
"What right do you have to confine me?"
"You're my wife."
"We're already planning to get divorced."
"But you're still wearing our wedding ring."
Christine Quinn raised her hand, "A ring, is it?" She nodded, as if determined to sever her ties with him, "I'll take it off and return it to you now."
"Don't..."
Skyler Jones tightly grasped her hand, holding her closer, "You really won't forgive me?"
Christine Quinn hit him forcefully, "Who would forgive a rogue like you?"
"Then just keep hitting, until you're satisfied."
"I don't want to, hitting you is a waste of my energy."
