Chapter 37

Heather was dumbfounded and instantly understood Devon's real intention. She had already drawn a hard line with him, and her divorce lawsuit would likely win soon. But now, with the media snapping these so-called "intimate photos", they would spread everywhere. And once that happened, the court wouldn't accept that their relationship had truly broken down. "You set me up." Heather stared at Devon coldly. On his handsome face, a cruel smile slowly bloomed. Yet to outsiders, it looked like he was gazing at her tenderly. "Heather, I told you. Your freedom is in my hands." At that moment, she felt so disgusted, as if she'd swallowed a fly. "Get away from me!" She struggled hard. Devon lowered his gaze to watch her fight against him, the corners of his mouth lifting with obvious enjoyment. Then, deliberately, he loosened his grip right as she pushed. Heather lost her balance and fell backward violently. Only then did Devon reach out in a theatrical attempt to catch her. But thi