Chapter 22 I'm Not in the Mood Today

Harry was practically snarling. Catherine pried his hand away and looked calmly at his fully disguised face. "It's fair, isn't it?" "It really is quite fair." Harry's gaze moved downward to Catherine's belly. He slowly leaned down to whisper in her ear, "Does Jeremy know how I screwed you while you're carrying his child?" Catherine suddenly looked up, her eyes blazing. "Then does Michelle know how I rode you?" She grabbed Harry's collar, forcing him to lower his head. "Harry Zimmerman, you're no better than me!" In her memory, Harry had always been a refined, upstanding person who never said such vulgar things, even when he didn't love her. They'd been civil to each other for two years. She just hadn't expected that when divorcing, they would exchange harsh words and tear apart each other's dignity. Harry looked at Catherine as if seeing her for the first time. This prickly version of her was actually pretty damn exciting. He suddenly didn't want to divorce anymore. He couldn't s