After Divorcing the Tycoon, I Married into a Wealthy Family Again Chapter 29: I Want a Divorce

"Is this how you look for soone?" Although the pool isn’t deep, falling in suddenly would scare anyone.

"Look how mad the beauty is." Luke Gardiner’s tone carried a bit of coaxing: "Alright, I was wrong, okay?" He said this as he reached out, wanting to take Florence Fuller’s hand.

Florence dodged his hand: "Get lost, don’t touch ."

Faced with her coldness, Luke also grew a bit displeased: "Why are you so temperantal? You didn’t even fall in, and even if you did, I’m here, aren’t I? Why are you so angry? Think about it yourself, how many tis have you given a pleasant expression?"

"Why should I be nice to you?" Florence looked at him coldly: "Move away, don’t block my path."

Luke sneered, grabbing her hand with an icy tone: "Florence, what do you an? I’ve been more than kind to you. I tell you, if it were soone else, they’d be long gone by now."

"Kindness? You’re kind to ?" Florence found this laughable: "You’ve only made lose face."

Luke gritted his teeth, looking at the beautiful face and mocking eyes in front of him. All this ti, she had rarely shown him a good expression. He let out a sarcastic laugh. Just when Florence thought he was about to say sothing, the man in front of her suddenly yanked her over, his tall fra pressing down as he clasped her face and forcefully kissed her.

Everything happened so unexpectedly.

Florence struggled violently. Luke directly pinned her hands behind her back, wrapping one arm around her back and pressing forcefully, while the other hand held her head, forcing her to accept the kiss.

Florence lifted her foot and stomped hard, but Luke anticipated it, biting her lip forcefully. As pain shot through her, he took the chance to slip his tongue inside.

Florence opened her mouth and bit hard. The taste of rust filled their mouths. Luke, in pain, released her, and in the next second, a slap harshly landed on his face.

With his cheek stinging, he looked at Florence with a wicked smile, dabbing his lip with his finger and gazing at her reddened lips: "You really are delicious."

Florence’s eyes were icy, glaring at him with gritted teeth. Luke licked his lips with lingering desire: "I really want to kiss you again."

Florence clenched her teeth tightly, using all her strength to push him back.

Caught off guard, Luke lost his balance, stumbling backward and falling straight into the pool.

The loud splash echoed as water sprayed everywhere. Florence coldly watched his sorry state in the water. Luke surfaced, furious: "Florence!"

"Get lost!"

Florence turned and walked away.

But, she underestimated the man behind her.

The pool wasn’t deep, and with Luke’s long legs, he climbed out in just a few steps and chased after her.

Feeling uneasy as she sensed his approach, Florence couldn’t outrun Luke. He caught up to her in a few steps, picked her up, and walked toward the pool’s edge.

"Dare to push ? Is it because I’ve been kind to you that you think you can get away with anything?"

Florence clung to his clothes tightly, anticipating what was about to happen, yet her eyes defied him: "I’m warning you, don’t do anything stupid."

"So you know fear too." By the poolside, Luke looked at her with a sneer: "You should also try it, see how cold this water is."

He let go.

"Ah!"

Splashing water, two figures fell into the pool. Florence held tight to his clothes, pulling Luke down with her. Choking on two gulps of water, she surfaced in a disheveled state. Luke gloated at her, closing in repeatedly in the water: "Let tell you, every ti you hit again, I’ll kiss you once."

Chilled by the cold water, Florence shivered. Her lips turned visibly purple. She climbed ashore and walked away without looking back, ignoring Luke entirely.

Old Mr. Gardiner and Uncle Andre had been waiting, surprised to see two soaking wet figures—Florence in front, Luke behind.

"What... what happened here?" Old Mr. Gardiner was startled, knowing the autumn chill with the wind blowing was quite discomforting. He quickly walked over: "Florence, what... what happened between you and Luke?"

"Grandpa!!!" Florence’s voice caught with a sob: "I want a divorce!!!"

Luke’s heart skipped a beat.

Florence started crying: "He tried to drown ... he pushed into the pool and wanted to drown !"

Old Mr. Gardiner’s eyes widened in disbelief, picking up a stick in anger and rushing over: "You rascal! What on earth are you trying to do?!?!"

"Grandpa, I...!" He didn’t even get to finish his sentence before his legs were hit several tis. Already cold and now in pain, he cried out: "It’s not like that!"

"It is like that..." Florence wept piteously, looking utterly pitiful in her wet state: "You forced , told to get lost, pushed into the water when I didn’t comply, and said I was overstepping boundaries. You even said that outside won wouldn’t dare treat you this way. Grandpa, I want a divorce! I can’t live like this anymore!!! Boo hoo hoo..."

Old Mr. Gardiner’s face turned unusually grim, glaring daggers at Luke: "Just you wait until we get back—you’ll see how I deal with you!"

He turned to Uncle Andre: "Quickly arrange a car to go back, be careful not to catch a cold."

Back at the villa, as soon as Florence entered her room, Luke was ordered to kneel by Old Mr. Gardiner’s cold directive.

"You’re truly audacious, even wanting to drown soone. Luke Gardiner, how could you compare such a good girl like Florence to those won of yours outside?" Old Mr. Gardiner vented angrily.

"I didn’t!" Luke retorted: "I didn’t want to drown her."

"I ca here to create so space for you two to bond!" Old Mr. Gardiner slamd the table in anger: "What are you doing? Has Florence ever said a word about those ridiculous rumors outside? Given you any attitude? You’ve played around to the point that having a girl gossiped about is embarrassing enough. I was worried she’d ask for a divorce, taking special care of her for you, but what are you doing, boy?!!!"

"I...!" Luke wanted to argue but suddenly found himself at a loss for words: "I really didn’t want to drown her, I just felt she was being harsh with , I...!"

"Harsh?" Old Mr. Gardiner’s chest heaved in anger: "Shouldn’t you bear with it? And what about forcing soone? Do you still expect her to show you kindness in that manner? Fine!" Old Mr. Gardiner waved his hand: "If it can’t go on, then it won’t. You two shall divorce! From now on, do whatever you want outside, play as you please with the whole Gardiner Family!"

"Grandpa." Luke suddenly felt a bit panicked: "We can’t divorce."

Florence already had the thought of divorce. If Old Mr. Gardiner allowed it, she’d run off imdiately.

Old Mr. Gardiner glared at him.

"I will treat her well, regardless of whether we have any emotional foundation. I will definitely cultivate feelings with her this ti and won’t let you down."