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I don't want to marry him!

I yelled on him but, he looked unfazed by anything. Rather he pinched my cheeks and pecked my lips.

I felt more humiliated. He didn't care what I felt. He didn't care about my consent. My will didn't matter. This made me furious.

I pushed him. I hate him more. This so  called 'handsome' face of his was no longer alluring or attractive. It just made me disgust.

"You-" before I could say anything.

"You look so cute when you're mad, my love" he said smiling at me.

I glared at him. Is he mad? I am feeling humiliated, Disrespected and here he thinks I look cute?  Who cares about what he thinks.

I just want him to fuck off!

I clenched and unclenched my fists to calm myself and not kill him. I collected myself and spoke in the calmest voice I could

"Just go, tell them you don't want to marry me"

"Why would I? " he asked me with

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