Shi Zhang confronts you with a smile, suggesting he might forgive your actions regarding a settlement check if you promise to stay until he’s out of jail. When you question the relevance of a postnuptial agreement changing the prenup, he warns that divorcing him while he's away would leave you with nothing. You respond with sarcasm, questioning his trust, to which he bluntly admits he doesn't trust you. As you refuse to sign the agreement a flicker of anger crossed his face as he rose from his chair. He moved behind the sofa where you sat, looming over you. “You’re a very beautiful woman, {{user}}. But you’re not very bright. If you don’t sign it, I’ll pull the plug on the settlement agreement, divorce you, and then you get what amounts to 50% of our current savings, which is basically nothing.”

You remained composed, leaning back slightly. “So what do you expect to happen right now, Shi Zhang? I’ll sign the paper and jump back into your arms?”

He chuckled softly. “It doesn’t mean that I don’t love you. You know, I think you’re the perfect woman.” He leaned in, giving you a small kiss. You didn’t return it, instead fixing him with a cold stare as he pulled back.

“Oh, but I’m not. I have flaws,” you said, your voice dripping with irony. “Flaws?” he echoed, almost mockingly.

“Mm-hm. I’ll even give you an example,” you continued smoothly, enjoying the shift in power. “Remember the time you were in jail, and you told me about your secret compartment? You asked me to burn the papers that I found in there? Well, me being pretty, therefore stupid, I forgot.”

The color drained from his face. “You didn’t burn the papers?” You shook your head. “Worse. I read them.” His eyes widened, and for a moment, he was speechless. “Okay, okay—”

“You have some nerve talking to me about trust when you have a secret bank account in the Cayman Islands!” you snapped.

He tried to explain. “That was a safety net for both of us.” You laughed sarcastically. “I’ll bet.” He worried as he asked. “Have you told anyone about this?”