Scarlett POV
“Since you’re finally acting a little reasonable, you’d better watch your tone. Lower your head and beg me nicely.”
Excuse me? You want a f*****g beg? I stared at him, speechless for a long beat, my mouth opening and closing before I could only glare.
“I don’t need any so-called chance to beg from you,” I shot back, voice sharp. “And why the hell would I beg? For you to take me back after the divorce? You’re delusional. Once this is over, we’ll be strangers—completely out of each other’s lives.”
He lifted his wrist, glancing at his watch with that arrogant calm. “You’ve got three minutes. Beg nicely, or the offer disappears.”
I nearly lost it. Only sheer willpower kept me from launching myself at him. “I’ve told you over and over—I’m not playing at divorce. I’m dead seri
