If it was a joke? Then it was the last thing I wanted. The mafia king was kidding me to force me into marriage with his son. Hah… I stomped my feet on the floor as helplessness escaped from my lips, never in my life had I felt so miserable, and vulnerable. For a matter of fact, I knew that this could not be true, he was just trying to trap. Then a part of me was convinced by the tale he told me. So it was… I was convinced! My father, I had spent my life believing that she left me alone in this world to live a miserable and poor life. Had I known he was alive, I would have done my beat to find him. “Mam… boss is calling you downstairs.” The maid came in to inform me. I exchanged a gaze with her and then looked down at my feet which were wrapped in bandages. “Does your boss not know that I can’t walk? Or he wants me to fall on my face.” I said, smothering my hair back, and then I turned to face the bed and sat on its edge. Due to standing for a while, my feet began to ache so bad.
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