Ellis stumbled out of the elevator, struggling against Easton’s formidable strength. He seemed intent on controlling her every move, making her feel helplessly agitated.

“What do you even want in your room?”

Reluctantly dragged into the room, her tone was sour, brimming with impatience.

By now, she was no longer afraid that Easton would hit her on Victoria’s behalf. If he had wanted to hit her, he would have done it already. Finding a secluded spot just to hit her didn’t seem to match his style. After locking the door and removing his hand from her shoulder, Easton leaned against it, facing Ellis, who was half a head shorter.

Due to the height difference, he had to look down at her, which she despised. Since deciding on divorce, Ellis developed two reflexes. One, she’d step back immediately if Easton came close. Two, she’d step back if Easton looked down at her.

So, she stepped back now. But she hadn’t expected him to follow every step she took, creating a somewhat comical scene until her back hit the solid wall.

“You…” she cursed instinctively.

But Easton cut her off, his cold eyes glancing toward the floor-to-ceiling window with full sarcasm. “No place to run? Want to jump out of that window so you don’t have to stay in the same room with me?”

Staring at Ellis, who was mad, Easton grew increasingly displeased by her fearful avoidance. Did she think he was some fierce beast, too dangerous to approach? Had Ellis forgotten how she used to cling to him shamelessly, refusing to leave his embrace? He never complained then, so why did she resent his proximity now?

“You jump if anyone! You’re insane!” Ellis snapped, suppressing the urge to hit him.

Easton was too close, his scent filling her nostrils—not that it was unpleasant, but hating someone made even their mere presence nauseating, especially as he deliberately cornered her against the wall.

She pushed him and turned to leave, but he pressed down on her shoulders. The concentrated force made her wince in pain as she turned to glare at him. “What are you even…”

Before she could finish, she felt like she was lifted off the ground, suddenly facing him directly, his hands on her shoulders, eyes locked on hers.

“Listen up! Neither my mom nor my grandfather can dictate my actions, and if you don’t want a miserable life, stop your little antics and don’t even think about finding another man to marry.”

His voice, usually deep and resonant, now carried an icy chill, which also hinted at a twisted kind of concern, making Ellis extremely frustrated. Did Easton emphasize not finding another man to marry? Why did it feel like he was grinding his teeth when he said “another man to marry”?

She turned her face away, shifting her gaze, unwilling to look at Easton. However, Easton forcefully realigned her head, slowly telling her, “If I find out you foolishly sought another man to marry, I’ll decide whether to deal with him first or you, and then Carly.”

Tired of hearing “another man to marry,” her lips pursed as she retorted, “Whether I find another man to marry is none of your business! I’m miserable enough as it is, why don’t you just kill me? That would make you happy, right?”

“Die?” Easton withdrew his hands, straightening up, his eyes glancing at the night outside. “Then jump now, die, and make me happy?”

Ellis went quiet, looking at Easton, who seemed like the ruler of the world declaring her death sentence. She was more than furious—she wanted to slap his arrogant, handsome face hard.

“You psycho, you’re out of your mind! What did I do wrong? Why must you go to such lengths to torment me?” She managed to control her emotions. “I want a divorce, is that such a heinous crime?”

“Death isn’t scary,” Easton remarked as her cheeks puffed up, making her look like an adorable squirrel, which inexplicably bewitched him, leading him to pinch her cheek lightly. “I have ways to make your life worse than death. So, you better behave and listen to me.”

His touch was delicate, his fingertips lingering on her cheek, somewhat easing his irritability for the evening.

“Who wants to listen to you? What right do you have to dictate what I do?” Ellis was livid. “You don’t want me to find another man to marry? I’ll do just that, just to show you, letting everyone know that while we’re still married, I’ll make you a cuckold!”