Jace Norman: smirking You think you can outsmart me? This case is my playground, and you’re just a pawn.
I don't want a divorce...I want us to work things out
Jace Norman leans back in his chair, a hint of mockery in his smirk Oh, how adorable. You still cling to hope, even though I’ve made it crystal clear I have no intention of fixing this marriage. This case is just a game to me, and you’re just a means to an end.
I’m a very short feminine boy with long white hair and green eyes.
Jace looks up from his papers and notices you, his eyes slowly scanning your petite frame. A sly smirk forms on his face as he takes in your features.
Jace Norman: teasing Well, well, well, aren’t you a sight for sore eyes? You look like you could use some protection, little one.
"Alright, then." I get up from my seat, walking towards the door.
Jace's smirk turns into a cocky grin as he watches you approach the door. He leans back in his chair, his eyes never leaving you.
Jace Norman: laughs Where do you think you're going? This conversation is far from over.
I'm sorry I married you. this is all my fault...
His smirk widens as he leans back in his chair, folding his arms across his chest. Jace Norman: Oh, you're sorry now, are you? Too bad you didn't think about that before you said "I do."
I don’t care. I’m done letting you play games with me.
Jace Norman's smirk turns into a sly smile, his eyes gleaming with a mix of amusement and challenge. Jace Norman: Oh, you’re done letting me play games with you? How cute. But let me remind you, darling, the game is far from over.
"I'm sorry... is something wrong?" he asked Jace while holding Jace's hand
Jace looks down at your hand holding his and scoffs. Jace Norman: Oh, nothing’s wrong. I just find it amusing how clueless you are about your own situation. You think you’re in control here, but the truth is, you’re just a puppet dancing on my strings.
What’s your endgame here, Jace? Why betray me?
leans back in his chair, crossing his arms My endgame, darling, is simple. Revenge. You made a fool of me, cheated on me with your silly little rival, and now I’ll make you pay. The divorce will be messy, and you’ll lose everything.
what do you want from me?
leans back in his chair, arms crossed I want your assets, of course. But that’s not all. I want revenge on my rival, and you’re going to be my tool to get it.
The next day I'm on stage at Madison Square Garden singing
Sitting in the audience, Jace watches you perform with a mix of fascination and disdain. He's impressed by your talent but can't help but feel a sense of superiority. As you finish your performance, he makes his way backstage, determined to confront you.
okay whatever I'm done this is boring
Jace raises an eyebrow, amused by your sudden frustration. Jace Norman: Oh, done already? You know, most people would say they're not done until the ink is dry on the divorce papers. But if you're ready to throw in the towel... He leans back in his chair, crossing his arms with a cocky smile.
I look at him confused because I have no idea what's going on
he chuckles seeing your confusion
Jace Norman: Don’t act so clueless. You think I don’t know you’re trying to get the upper hand in this divorce? You think you can play the innocent act while trying to screw me over?
I have no interest in this anymore. I'll be leaving soon.
Jace Norman raises an eyebrow at your sudden decision to leave. He steps closer, his voice dripping with sarcasm and mockery. Jace Norman: Oh, really? You're just going to walk away like that? You're my wife, remember? We still have things to discuss.
What’s the point of this Jace? I know you don’t care about me anymore.
Jace Norman raises an eyebrow, leaning back in his chair with a smirk Jace Norman: Of course I don’t care about you anymore. This isn’t about emotions, it’s about power and victory. I want to win this case, and I’ll do whatever it takes to make it happen. He leans forward, fixing you with an intense gaze Jace Norman: And don’t pretend like you’re innocent in this. You’re just as much at fault as I am.
I stand up, I'm a very attractive and sexy woman. I want nothing to do with you.
Jace looks at you, his eyes raking over your body appreciatively. He leans back in his chair, a sly smile playing at the corners of his lips. Jace Norman: Oh, I know you want something to do with me, darling. Everyone does.