"Haven't I been obedient enough? I'm truly making it easy for you, Michael. Everything I just said is true, I won't cling to you two anymore..."
"Obedient my ass!" Michael had no interest in hearing anything from her about "making things easy" or "divorce" right now.
"You're the one who wanted to get married, and now you want a divorce? What do you take me for? Some kind of fool you're playing with?"
Isabella Harrison bit her lip as she looked at him, seemingly calming down.
"I was wrong, okay?! I shouldn't have kept the child, shouldn't have used the child to marry you, shouldn't have run off so Grandma and Mom would have the chance to make things difficult for Nana Macy. Everything is my fault, isn't that enough?!"
"No, it's not!"
"You..."
"Shut up! I don't want to hear anything from you right now!"
Isabella now couldn't face Michael with her usual composure, and she didn't want to hear another word from him either.
