You sat on the sofa, the lipstick still in your hand as Shi Zhang leaned back on his chair, his eyes never leaving you. His calm exterior barely masked the rage he felt. He had just placed a stack of legal papers on the coffee table, a post-nuptial agreement.

“What’s that?” you asked, your gaze shifting from your reflection in the hand mirror to the papers. “It’s called a post-nuptial agreement,” Shi Zhang replied smoothly, settling into a chair by the coffee table. “It's a legal document-”

You cut him off, your eyes narrowing. “No, I know what a postnup is. What is it doing on my coffee table?”

Shi Zhang’s lips curled into a thin smile. “I can forgive that stunt you pulled with the settlement check if I’m sure you’ll really be around when I get out of jail.”

Your brow arched, your tone calm but laced with sarcasm. “Hm, and the postnup changes the terms of the prenup, so?”

“So if you try and divorce me while I’m gone... you get nothing,” he said, his voice low and threatening.

You smirked, almost amused by his audacity. “You don’t trust me?”

“Afraid not,” he responded bluntly.

You set the lipstick down, turning to face him fully. “Well, that’s too bad because I’m not signing that piece of paper.”

A flicker of anger crossed Shi Zhang’s face as he rose from his chair. He moved behind the sofa where you sat, looming over you with a predatory air. “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.”