Chapter Sixty-Three

Rosalind.

“Say that again!” Shawn urged.

“I will divorce him and get married to you!” I shouted again, tears rolling down my eyes like an heavy downpour. “I will marry you, just please stop hurting him, let him go.” I pleaded.

“Sure, I will let him go, but not until you sign the divorce papers and we get joined by the priest.” He smiled and pulled me up. “Release her.” He ordered one of the guards who immediately rushed to me and released me.

“You agreed to let him go.” I sniffled as I grabbed his hand. “You agreed to letting him go, why will you change your mind now?”

He shook his head. “I didn’t change my mind, I am only playing safe because I know the type of person you are.” He smiled at me again, but my resentment keeps on growing the more he smiled. “You are always trying to be smart.” He added and pushed me towards the guards. “Take her away and dress her up for the wedding.” He ordered.

Two guards grabbed me, one on each side, dragging me out of the throne room.

I yanked their