Chapter 173 Insane

He couldn’t take it anymore. He shoved Yancey aside and pulled Anne into his arms.

“Anne, don’t do this. It hurts me so much.”

The woman who once had eyes only for him… How could she kiss another man right in front of him?

Dante’s heart was filled with an indescribable bitterness.

Anne hadn’t expected to be pulled into Dante’s arms so suddenly.

He had a faint smell of alcohol and men’s cologne.

Anne covered her mouth. “Ugh!”

Dante froze, staring at Anne in shock.

Anne looked up, forcing down the nausea. “Dante, you disgust me.”

Dante was stunned.

Her words pierced his heart.

Anne pushed him away and sat back down in the booth.

Yancey held a spoon, still ready to feed Anne.

Dante seized the moment, saying, “Anne, let’s talk!”

Anne’s eyes were filled with cold indifference. “Can’t you see I’m flirting with a handsome guy?” she said. Her tone was icy.

“I’m your husband! You’re flirting with another man right in front of me. You…”

“If you can’t stand it, sign the divorce papers!” said Anne.

Dante was momentarily stunned. He was lost for words.

Anne took Yancey’s hand, resting her head on his shoulder. Her fingers lightly caressed his Adam’s apple. “Good boy, why don’t you come home with me tonight?” she said.

The tingling sensation made Yancey shiver all over.

It was Yancey’s first time being so close to a woman. He felt a bit nervous.

His entire face flushed deep red. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he instinctively glanced at Dante. “But your husband…”

“Him?” Anne scoffed. “Don’t worry about him. He’ll be my ex-husband soon. He’s just a lapdog.”

Dante’s eyelids twitched. He looked at Anne with deep pain.

Not wanting to see Anne degrade herself like this, Dante reached out. He grabbed her arm and tried to pull her away.

This time, Anne was prepared.

She lifted her leg and kicked Dante right in the groin.

Dante had to step back to avoid the blow.

“Anne, can’t we just talk?” said Dante.

Anne stood up. She walked over to Dante and hooked her finger under his chin.

There was a faint smile on her face, but it looked especially cold.

“Dante, we’re over. You should have already received the court summons. I’ve filed for divorce,” said Anne.

“What if I don’t agree? The court won’t grant us a divorce,” Dante replied.

“If you don’t want to divorce, that’s fine,” said Anne.

Dante’s eyes lit up, but then he saw Anne gently take Yancey’s hand.

“I’m planning to keep him. It won’t be long before all the elites in Kingsdom know I’ve taken a boy toy. That’s right, as your wife. Dante, I’m cuckolding you. Can you handle it?” said Anne.

Dante clearly held back something.

He knew very well that Anne was pushing him.

She was forcing him to give in and agree to the divorce.

But!

How could he agree?

If he agreed, it would mean letting Anne go. With her personality, they would never cross paths again.

“Fine,” said Dante. His voice was cold.

No one expected it when Dante tugged at his collar, then suddenly bent over and sat down in the booth.

He picked up an untouched glass of wine on the table and took a big gulp.

“You can keep your boy. I’ll just sit here and watch,” said Dante.

“Dante, are you out of your mind?”

“Yeah, I’m crazy! Anne, you’ve driven me insane!” shouted Dante.