Taylah was brought back home after spending three days at the old mansion. In front of his parents, Arjan didn’t dare lay a hand on her. Ethan hadn’t returned home during those days either. The moment they were alone, Arjan seized Taylah’s arm, his grip cruel and painful. She hissed in pain, struggled between his soul piercing stare and strong grip. “Don’t you feel proud,” he sneered, “acting so righteous in front of my parents?” “Let go of me, Arjan.” Her voice trembled, but she didn’t pull away. “I’m always trying to stay out of your way. Why do you keep coming after me?” “Because you’re an eyesore,” he spat. “Then divorce me,” she said suddenly. “Stop abusing me.” Arjan’s grip faltered. For a brief second, he looked stunned, caught off guard by her outburst. But the moment passed as quickly as it came. “After ruining my life,” Arjan said coldly, “how do you think I’d ever let you go?” Taylah sneered, deliberately provoking him. “You ruined it yourself. Your pride, your dig
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