Divorce, Please: The Young Master Does Not Love Me

Chapter 579: Chapter 577: Childish

Tristan Grayson was about to explode. "What on earth are you thinking?! Honey, I told you, you’re not allowed to think about anyone but me!"

Even though he knew that this Jasmine Warren person was a woman, he still wouldn’t allow his wife to think about other women.

"Alright, alright. I won’t, I won’t," Mika Summers said, utterly exasperated. The sight of this grown man acting so domineering yet so aggrieved with her made her burst out laughing again.

The moment Tristan Grayson saw her reaction, he knew she was just humoring him. He reached up and cupped Mika Summers’s face, holding her head still. She wasn’t allowed to think about anyone but him, nor was she allowed to look anywhere else.

He wanted her heart, her mind, and her eyes to be filled with only him.

Mika Summers’s face flushed as she stared at Tristan Grayson without blinking. Perhaps his wounded stare was making her uncomfortable, because she couldn’t help but laugh out loud again. "Tristan, can you not be so childish!"

But she had barely finished speaking when Tristan Grayson’s expression darkened. He bit her.

’How dare she call me childish?’

’Is this supposed to be childish?’

Mika Summers sucked in a sharp breath of pain. Then, blushing and completely exasperated, she shoved hard at Tristan Grayson. But the more she pushed, the more he...messed with her.

Before long, she had thoroughly lost the battle...

Tristan Grayson chuckled and threatened, "From now on, if you dare to think about anyone besides me, I’ll punish you just like this, until I’m the only one you can see."

Mika Summers shot Tristan Grayson a furious glare. "Childish!"

Tristan Grayson scoffed, not the least bit embarrassed. "Fine, I’m childish. In any case, I forbid you to think about anyone else. If you have to think about someone, it can only be me."

...

The next day, when Mika Summers woke up, she habitually reached out for the other side of the bed. When she felt nothing but empty space, she sat up.

’Thinking about last night, I’m both mortified and furious,’ she thought. ’I don’t even have to guess; I’m definitely late for work. And in the state my body’s in, there’s no way I’d make it through a full day at the office.’

With that, she decided to just skip work for the day. She’d see how she felt in the afternoon after her body had some time to recover.

She sighed and picked up her phone from the nightstand, intending to call her assistant. However, when she saw the time on the screen, a loud buzzing filled her head.p>

’It’s already ten-forty?!’

’At this hour, it’s too late to go to work even if I wanted to. It takes at least forty minutes to get to the office from home, and we break for lunch at 11:30.’

She tapped her head in frustration, threw back the covers, and got ready to get dressed and wash up.

She had just gotten out of bed when the bedroom door opened. Tristan Grayson walked in, carrying a plate of fruit with a smile. "Awake so soon?"

Mika Summers whipped her head away, refusing to look at him, and let out a cold huff. "Hmph. Don’t talk to me. I don’t want to talk to you today."

"Are you still angry?" Tristan Grayson strode over, took hold of her arm, and asked in a low voice.

"You made me late for work, my entire body aches so much I can barely walk, and you expect me not to be angry? Tristan Grayson, you can daydream yourself stupid, but that doesn’t mean I have to be stupid with you!!!!"

"There, there, darling. I know I was wrong. I’ll be more mindful next time, okay? Don’t be angry anymore." Tristan Grayson knew he was in the wrong. He really had gone a bit too far, so all he could do was admit his mistake; otherwise, getting kicked out of bed tonight wouldn’t be worth the trouble.

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