Chapter 291

Emmeline straightened her posture. The small victory gave her a surge of confidence she hadn’t felt in years.

“I asked him for help,” she replied evenly, “And he didn’t refuse to provide it.”

Richard let out a bitter laugh. His hands trembled as he frantically and jerkily reached up to undo his tie in an attempt to release some of the rage boiling within him.

“That man is determined to destroy my life. I’m sure he’s the one who filled your head with these revolutionary ideas.” His voice rose with every word.

Emmeline’s lip curled in disgust. “Divorce is my idea,” she said sharply. “Mr. Blackthorn has nothing to do with it.”

Her words seemed to hit him like a slap. His chest rose and fell rapidly with his breath coming in ragged bursts. For a moment, the only sound in the kitchen was his labored breathing.

“Dinner’s in the microwave,” Emmeline spoke coldly. “You can heat it yourself. Sorry, I have to go.”

With that, she turned toward the kitc