The Billionaire's Revenge Wife

"I understand where you’re coming from father," Daemon started, staring right into the old man’s eyes. "But I’m not divorcing Arianna."

The office went dead silent, everyone turning their head to Daemon, especially Arianna.

She stared at him, a mix of emotions on her face.

She’d expected him to listen to his father, but he’d objected to his orders. She should be glad. This meant that she could still help her father.

However, it only made her suspicious of Daemon even more, making her wonder what he could possibly want from her.

"When Arianna and I got married, it was an agreement made by the both of us, which means that neither of you have the right to make such a demand. If we are going to divorce, then that will be our decision to make," he explained, his tone deadpan, leaving no room for arguments.

Unfortunately, his father didn’t take the hint.

His hands slammed against the table hard, making Nicole who was sitting directly next to him flinch in fear.

"Can you hear yourself?" He spat, teeth gnashing. "You want to stay married to the daughter of the man who killed your own mother?! Have you gone insane?"

"I’ve not gone insane," Daemon replied. "You were the one asking me to get married, remember? I’ve done that and now you seem to have a problem with it."

Mr. Langford’s lips thinned into a straight line, utterly dumbfounded by his son’s words. If this was a nightmare, then he wanted to wake up as soon as possible.

"I understand where you’re coming from father," Daemon started, staring right into the old man’s eyes. "But I’m not divorcing Arianna."

The office went dead silent, everyone turning their head to Daemon, especially Arianna.

She stared at him, a mix of emotions on her face.

She’d expected him to listen to his father, but he’d objected to his orders. She should be glad. This meant that she could still help her father.

However, it only made her suspicious of Daemon even more, making her wonder what he could possibly want from her.

"When Arianna and I got married, it was an agreement made by the both of us, which means that neither of you have the right to make such a demand. If we are going to divorce, then that will be our decision to make," he explained, his tone deadpan, leaving no room for arguments.

Unfortunately, his father didn’t take the hint.

His hands slammed against the table hard, making Nicole who was sitting directly next to him flinch in fear.

"Can you hear yourself?" He spat, teeth gnashing. "You want to stay married to the daughter of the man who killed your own mother?! Have you gone insane?"

"I’ve not gone insane," Daemon replied. "You were the one asking me to get married, remember? I’ve done that and now you seem to have a problem with it."

Mr. Langford’s lips thinned into a straight line, utterly dumbfounded by his son’s words. If this was a nightmare, then he wanted to wake up as soon as possible.

"I understand where you’re coming from father," Daemon started, staring right into the old man’s eyes. "But I’m not divorcing Arianna."

The office went dead silent, everyone turning their head to Daemon, especially Arianna.

She stared at him, a mix of emotions on her face.

She’d expected him to listen to his father, but he’d objected to his orders. She should be glad. This meant that she could still help her father.

However, it only made her suspicious of Daemon even more, making her wonder what he could possibly want from her.

"When Arianna and I got married, it was an agreement made by the both of us, which means that neither of you have the right to make such a demand. If we are going to divorce, then that will be our decision to make," he explained, his tone deadpan, leaving no room for arguments.

Unfortunately, his father didn’t take the hint.

His hands slammed against the table hard, making Nicole who was sitting directly next to him flinch in fear.

"Can you hear yourself?" He spat, teeth gnashing. "You want to stay married to the daughter of the man who killed your own mother?! Have you gone insane?"

"I’ve not gone insane," Daemon replied. "You were the one asking me to get married, remember? I’ve done that and now you seem to have a problem with it."

Mr. Langford’s lips thinned into a straight line, utterly dumbfounded by his son’s words. If this was a nightmare, then he wanted to wake up as soon as possible.

"I understand where you’re coming from father," Daemon started, staring right into the old man’s eyes. "But I’m not divorcing Arianna."

The office went dead silent, everyone turning their head to Daemon, especially Arianna.

She stared at him, a mix of emotions on her face.

She’d expected him to listen to his father, but he’d objected to his orders. She should be glad. This meant that she could still help her father.

However, it only made her suspicious of Daemon even more, making her wonder what he could possibly want from her.

"When Arianna and I got married, it was an agreement made by the both of us, which means that neither of you have the right to make such a demand. If we are going to divorce, then that will be our decision to make," he explained, his tone deadpan, leaving no room for arguments.

Unfortunately, his father didn’t take the hint.

His hands slammed against the table hard, making Nicole who was sitting directly next to him flinch in fear.

"Can you hear yourself?" He spat, teeth gnashing. "You want to stay married to the daughter of the man who killed your own mother?! Have you gone insane?"

"I’ve not gone insane," Daemon replied. "You were the one asking me to get married, remember? I’ve done that and now you seem to have a problem with it."

Mr. Langford’s lips thinned into a straight line, utterly dumbfounded by his son’s words. If this was a nightmare, then he wanted to wake up as soon as possible.

"I understand where you’re coming from father," Daemon started, staring right into the old man’s eyes. "But I’m not divorcing Arianna."

The office went dead silent, everyone turning their head to Daemon, especially Arianna.

She stared at him, a mix of emotions on her face.

She’d expected him to listen to his father, but he’d objected to his orders. She should be glad. This meant that she could still help her father.

However, it only made her suspicious of Daemon even more, making her wonder what he could possibly want from her.

"When Arianna and I got married, it was an agreement made by the both of us, which means that neither of you have the right to make such a demand. If we are going to divorce, then that will be our decision to make," he explained, his tone deadpan, leaving no room for arguments.

Unfortunately, his father didn’t take the hint.

His hands slammed against the table hard, making Nicole who was sitting directly next to him flinch in fear.

"Can you hear yourself?" He spat, teeth gnashing. "You want to stay married to the daughter of the man who killed your own mother?! Have you gone insane?"

"I’ve not gone insane," Daemon replied. "You were the one asking me to get married, remember? I’ve done that and now you seem to have a problem with it."

Mr. Langford’s lips thinned into a straight line, utterly dumbfounded by his son’s words. If this was a nightmare, then he wanted to wake up as soon as possible.

"I understand where you’re coming from father," Daemon started, staring right into the old man’s eyes. "But I’m not divorcing Arianna."

The office went dead silent, everyone turning their head to Daemon, especially Arianna.

She stared at him, a mix of emotions on her face.

She’d expected him to listen to his father, but he’d objected to his orders. She should be glad. This meant that she could still help her father.

However, it only made her suspicious of Daemon even more, making her wonder what he could possibly want from her.

"When Arianna and I got married, it was an agreement made by the both of us, which means that neither of you have the right to make such a demand. If we are going to divorce, then that will be our decision to make," he explained, his tone deadpan, leaving no room for arguments.

Unfortunately, his father didn’t take the hint.

His hands slammed against the table hard, making Nicole who was sitting directly next to him flinch in fear.

"Can you hear yourself?" He spat, teeth gnashing. "You want to stay married to the daughter of the man who killed your own mother?! Have you gone insane?"

"I’ve not gone insane," Daemon replied. "You were the one asking me to get married, remember? I’ve done that and now you seem to have a problem with it."

Mr. Langford’s lips thinned into a straight line, utterly dumbfounded by his son’s words. If this was a nightmare, then he wanted to wake up as soon as possible.