A wedding night Love Affair With The Billionaire
Chapter 11 “No...”

Smack! A merciless slap mell on Eliza's tender face, and a ferocious palm print could be seen at once.

"The Stone family does not have a shameless daughter like you!" Marco was furious, then he glared at Penelope who remained silent.

Eliza was slapped so hard, she could hear a ringing sound in her ears.

There was a moment where she hoped that all of this was just a nightmare.

She wished that she did not marry Michael, and she definitely wished that she hadn't slept with her future brother-in-law...

Michael sat calmly on the sofa. He watched Eliza being wronged and punished with delight.

Marco picked up a stack of photos on the tea table and threw them at Eliza's face.

The photos scattered like falling leaves in the sky. The scene looked like a sad autumn, a truly miserable sight to behold.

Eliza lowered her head and looked at the photos.

It was a picture of her and Tanner leaving the hotel. Tanner's face could not be seen, as only their backs were photographed, but the side of her face could be seen clearly.

Anyone who knew her could recognize her at a glance.

Eliza clenched the stack of photos and glared at Michael angrily.

"You cunning devil," She cursed him with all her strength, she wished that her words could turn into knives, and that those knives could stab him to death.

Michael immediately showed an expression of shock and pain, he muttered, "Eliza, you..."

"You b*tch! You are the one who cheated on your husband! How dare you scold him!" Marco raised his hand. He was about to slap her again, but Penelope rushed over and grabbed his arm. "Marco, can we please talk about this first. We won't be able to solve anything by hitting her."

Eliza bit her lip and stared at Michael, she cursed him viciously in her heart.

Michael did not even care about her anger. He pretended to be sad and told Marco, "Uncle, if Eliza really doesn't like me, then so be it. We can get a divorce..."

Divorce?

Marco's face darkened. He would never allow that to happen! Their company's financial crisis was getting worse. He was in urgent need of the Francis family to aid him in solving the problem. A divorce was absolutely unacceptable!

"Eliza, you heard what your husband said. Aren't you going to admit your mistakes? Kneel and apologize! Ask him to forgive you, do not divorce!" Marco accused Eliza, every word he said was excessive. He only cared about his own interests. He did not consider the feelings of this daughter who had no blood relations with him at all.

Why should Eliza kneel?

Was this a joke?

Eliza would rather kneel to wild dogs than this cunning b*stard!

"I won't kneel. I want a divorce..." Eliza looked at Penelope, who was still trying to stop Marco from hitting her while looking at her with a pleading face.

The last few words that Eliza wanted to say were stuck in her throat, and she could not get herself to utter them out.

However, when she turned around, she saw Michael's complacent look, and she could not swallow her anger.

"If you want a divorce, then let's do it! I don't want to be married to such a disgusting person!"

"You sl*t! I will beat you to death today!" Marco pushed Penelope away roughly. He picked up a vase that was at the side and was about to smash it on Eliza's head. "No!" Penelope screamed. She got up and tried her best to stop him. They immediately started a loud quarrel in the living room.

Eliza looked at them with worry in her eyes. Just as she was about to go help, she heard Michael's disgusting voice.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐