C207 I'll Help You

"Divorce."

"Alright, are you really leaving?" His anger had dispersed his rationality. He turned around abruptly, kicked open the door of the study room, and smashed the light switch with his fist.

"Divorce, alright, I'll grant you that wish!" While clamoring, he took out a pen from the drawer and pulled out a piece of paper from the bottom of the notebook