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CHRISTY:The impact did not come. When I opened my eyes, I saw my husband, stopping the man's hand while his body was trembling with anger. Everette? When did he come here? Did he know I was here? "Don't lay a hand on my wife," he said, emphasizing all the words and crushing the man’s fist. The latter cried in pain while uttering an ear-splitting curse towards my husband.“Fuck you!” he spat. My heart hammered against my ribcage. “Everette. Stop it,” I ordered. He was not the type to fight someone. He was one of the calmest men I ever met. And I no longer understand why he was doing this. Was he not scared of this huge man? Was Everette a match to the man wearing a black T-shirt? The latter was huge and I did not know if my husband knew some self-defense. "You want me to stop? Never!” To the bastard, he growled, “You don't call her fat or any woman fat."The other two accomplices were on standby, waiting for the huge fight that was about to happen. Three against one? I did not

CHRISTY:FIRST, there was a look of disbelief in Clara's eyes and then it was replaced by anger. Understandable since their family did not accept divorce. It was prohibited. Her face was painted red because of anger and it was one of the most satisfying things to watch. "You are going to divorce my son?" she asked. I looked at my fingernails. Tomorrow, I will ask someone to clean and paint my fingernails. “Yes. Why? Is that against the rules?” I inquired, asking sweetly. “Everette and I already agreed about that. Even if you are against it, Mom, you cannot do anything about it. We are the ones who would be signing the divorce papers. Not you,” I taunted. Why did it feel so satisfying to watch her face turn red with anger? Clara did not appreciate the way I talked. "How dare you!" Her hands swung and the next thing I knew, pain exploded in my right cheek.Touching my painful cheeks, I looked at her in disbelief. “You slapped me?”Why was I always the one being slapped? How ma

CHRISTY:“Are you only saying this because you don’t want to get a divorce, Everette? You don’t want to be disowned by your family. You don’t want to lose the inheritance.”Everette knew my mind was already set on divorcing him and it wouldn’t change even if he would do anything. “N-No, Kitten. I wanted to be with you. This has nothing to do with my family anymore. ”My eyes darted to the necklace in his hand. It was pretty. “I’m sorry, Everette. I cannot accept your necklace.” His face fell. “My mind has already been set on divorcing you. You cannot change my mind anymore,” I said. “Let’s sleep for now. I’m already sleepy.”How could I sleep when there had been a lot of things going on in my mind? I laid on my bed, my back on him.“What will I do to change your mind, Kitten,” he whispered. “You cannot change my mind anymore, Everette.”“Why? I promised to love you, Kitten.”“Because I’m going to divorce you.” Did he think that promising to love me will change anything? What was

CHRISTY:VINCENT WAS a flirt and he was excellent in doing it. Plus, he was also using his looks to his advantage and his family name, too. Everyone knew a Watson and the influence they carried. My eyes narrowed. What was this man up to? Flirting in broad daylight despite knowing I was married.Maybe he looked for wealthy women, and after spotting them, approached them, got friends with them and when they gave their trust, he would ask what he could offer and then there would be exchanges of services. Like what had happened last night.Did he think I was loaded, too? If he only knew. "I'm not the right woman for that, Vincent. I’m not in the mood to play with your games, too, Vincent. Would you please leave me alone for a moment? I don’t appreciate someone right now."I kicked my legs faster and planned on leaving him, but the man had no plans of giving up.“Oh. I know what happened. My cousin and you just fought. I can keep you company while both of you cool down your heads. I'm

CHRISTY:“I’m not in the mood to play with you right now,” I stated while glaring at the sea.I'm tired of everything. Sometimes, I would feel okay, but most of the time, I was not. I wish I would be able to uplift my mood because I don't like what I am feeling right now. Vincent laughed. “Chill. I’m only messing with you, Miss Christina.”“Are we that close, huh?” I asked back which made him fall silent. “You're not my friend so please stop acting as if we were friends. We were not.”I did not care if I sounded harsh, as long as I got to keep my personal space. And it would be better if he would leave me alone until the end of this cruise ship. I was not looking for any company or anyone who would help me deal with whatever I was dealing with right now. His head fell. “I’m sorry, but I only want you to keep me company since Everette is not here with you. Despite the beauty of this place, there are still dangerous spots. Or maybe you will be left behind. It's not my intention to an