Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Chapter 487: You're Just a Tool

Hayden closed the financial morning paper in his hands and placed it on the coffee table. His expression remained unchanged-cold and indifferent as always.

Every time Susan saw that look on his face, she couldn't help but wonder: to Hayden, was a business associate negotiating a contract with him closer to him than she ever was?

In all the years they had been together, the times he had smiled at her were so few she could count them on one hand. Even though the feelings between them had long since faded, did he really have to treat her with such an icy attitude? At this point, she wasn't even a stranger to him-she was nothing.

She desperately hoped that the reason he was about to give would have something to do with her. If it did, she could at least convince herself to stay by his side a little longer.

Marcos was nothing more than the final path she could take. Before proposing divorce, she had harbored a shred of hope in her heart-a hope that Hayden might finally care, that he might regret his actions, that he might feel sorry enough to start treating her better.

But Hayden spoke plainly, his tone devoid of emotion.

"First, you've been caught up in numerous scandals recently. If I divorce you now, what will the media write about me? I've just finalized the agreement to take over my grandfather's shares, officially becoming the controlling CEO of Alvarez Holdings. A divorce now would bring immense negative impact to the company.

Second, I've always maintained in front of my family that our relationship was genuine. If I divorce you now, my grandfather will undoubtedly suspect that I married you only to deceive him into transferring the shares to me.

So, for these two reasons, divorcing you now is not an option. As I said earlier, if you want a divorce, we'll have to wait until the dust settles."

Hearing these cold, clinical reasons from his lips, Susan's eyes widened in disbelief. She had always known this man was emotionally detached, but today, she finally witnessed the full extent of Hayden's indifference.

"What... What did you just say?"

"I believe I've made myself perfectly clear. I'm not sure what more you want to hear," he replied, his tone calm but cutting.

Susan suddenly lunged at him, grabbing him by the collar.

do you even have a conscience? Couldn't you have given me at least

streamed down her

in high school, I fell for you. But life is cruel. Fate played a joke

for you, and when I finally had the chance to be with you,

even refused to accept any roles that involved intimate scenes, not wanting to upset

moment you drugged me and forced yourself into my bed, you were nothing more than

Hayden had stayed with her. But knowing it was one thing-hearing it from his mouth was another. His words

trembling. "But I'm also a woman. I was wrong to drug you, but does

and heartbreak, Hayden

their choices. You chose this path, and you must bear the price. I chose wrong, too, and

me?" Susan retorted, her voice rising. "You could've refused me that night, but you didn't. Everything

refused to let herself be the only one drowning in sorrow-he deserved to

"Yes, I made

None of this would have happened. Every day I've spent with you since has been

so deeply in love before the public now stood here, lashing out with words designed to hurt each other

slapped him hard across

I disgust you so much,

months."

"You bastard!" Susan screamed.

a predicament. She had already promised Marcos that she would leave Hayden

found herself drawn to Marcos. The two men

night and compared it to the torment Hayden had inflicted on

divorce Hayden.