Ivanna "I saw your pictures. You're just looking like a doll, Ivanna. And I swear you and Christian look so adorable together," Emily beams at the other end of the call. "Girls will be so damn jealous of you" "Do we have anything else to talk about other than my stupid wedding?" I shrug, strolling by the garden.  It's filled with more than a thousand varieties of plants, flowers I have only seen in the pictures or heard names about. It's kinda relaxing until Emily starts talking about Christian. "You're mourning your marriage, girl. That too with Christian. Do you know how many girls dream about him?" She husks. "I'm not among them. As simple as that.

Christian "It never happened to me before", she keeps ranting. "I was never humiliated. It was so embarrassing. They were laughing at me" As the pace of her sobs increases, I take her again in a tight embrace. "Ssshhh. No one will ever dare to do this to you", I caress her hair. "Stop crying", I cleaned her tears again when she looks up at me. Her reactions change drastically as if she can finally realise what's happening. She's still in my arms and I don't want to let her go. She peers deep into my eyes, before driving them away. She parts herself from me and I feel suddenly empty. "Well", I clear my throat. "You need to have a bath before you have the meals. Come on, get up" She obeys quickly to my surprise as I smile at her. Collecting her clothes, she goes into the washroom. I attend to my phone which has been buzzing for a long time. I cut it and switch it off. *I ask Mrs Fisher to bring the dinner to my room.

 Ivanna I'm left thunderstruck by his sudden action. He has never talked to me like this before. His cords are visible in neck when he glares at me. "I—" "Did you seek my permission before touching my stuff?" He sneers.  "I was just—" I try to elaborate, finding my voice to speak. "You were just what?" He howls again, coming closer to me. It fills me with terror and I shiver. "You don't like me to interfere in your life. And you're interfering in my stuff. Why so double standard, Ivanna Rozario?" My eyes start burning and welling up. I gulp down, peering into his dange

Mr CEO, marry me on conditions.#Chapter_18 (He's not a pervert) Christian She's not at the dining area yet. I'm sure she's mad at me. But when is she not? She keeps having issues with me. However, today I feel it was intense. I shouted at her and scolded her like this for the first time. And her tears were telling me that she was hurt.  Nonetheless, she should stop being so adamant all the damn time and stop forcing me to be a jerk.  "Call Ivanna", I say, slamming myself on the dining seat. "She won't come", Mrs Fisher says, causing me a frown. 

Ivanna I don't talk to him, I don't argue with him, I don't even expect anything good from him. The moment he broke the second rule of the agreement, I lost all the expectations. That agreement means nothing to him, nor my decisions.  I have stopped going to the campus since I'm sure I can never complete my PhD here. Instead, I'm looking for work now. As soon as possible, I badly need a job to start working and pay the debt and get rid of this marriage. Days keep passing as I keep my attempts on to find a high paying job since the amount of the debt can be huge. I don't even know how much my father had taken from him, nor do I want to talk to Christian about it.  I haven't talked to him since that night. Every night I sleep on the couch and find myself on the bed. Still, I keep dozing off on the couch. I don't wanna have dinner with him but he has some tough arms to carry me anytime and shift me here to there like a tennis ball. It feels