บททั้งหมดของ Forced Marriage of An Arrogant Heir: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

Sunlight streamed in through the cracks in the curtains blown by the coastal breeze, the sound of the roaring waves that greeted her made Adelia feel very comfortable in her sleep.She smiled and hugged her pillow with a sense of utmost contentment. It seemed as if she was dreaming of making love and having another hot night with the mysterious man who had once taken away her honor.“It's so comfortable, as if it's not a dream,” Adelia murmured while stroking Afgan's broad chest in her arms.Suddenly Adelia stroked the body of the man she felt so real and was holding in her sleep.“Why does it feel so real? The curves of the chest and the boxy stomach.” Adelia muttered to herself, still with her eyes closed.“Have you touched me enough? Don't provoke anymore, usually men won't be able to resist passion, especially in the morning,” Afgan's arrogant baritone voice sounded very clear and close.Adelia immedia

Before Adelia could answer the question from her two in-laws, there was a loud banging from outside the door.Achmed furrowed his brow and said, “Who would dare to be insolent like that?”To prevent her parents-in-law's anger from escalating further, Adelia immediately raised both hands.“I'll open the door, there might be something important,” said Adelia as she stepped towards the door.How surprised Adelia was when she opened the door, because at the door was Afgan, who had a murderous aura on his face.“Afg...”Afgan roughly pushed Adelia's body backwards while saying in a high voice, “Who is the honorable guest you are serving now, you woman...”Afgan's words were cut off as his eyes caught sight of his parents who were also staring at him with astonished faces.“Bye, Dad ... Mom ...,” Afgan shouted then stepped hugging the mother with a style as if innocent.

The room was decorated with fresh flowers and the scent of candles created a romantic atmosphere. Adelia and Afgan sat at the end of the bed, their faces reflecting awkwardness.Inwardly, they questioned how their room seemed to have been deliberately prepared beautifully as befitted a couple about to have their first night.Adelia sat down on the edge of the luxurious bed in an annoyed tone and said, “This doesn't make sense, Afgan. Why do we have to get married just like that? We don't even love each other.”Afgan tried to calm Adelia down by sitting beside her. “We can make this work. Maybe we'll find common ground between our differences,” Afgan said and looked deeply into Adelia's clear eyes.They stared at each other for a long time before Adelia finally snorted and frowned as she remembered Afgan's cell phone call that bought a luxury bag for Melinda, while he never bought anything for her who was already a wife who was alwa

Watching Adelia step into the shower, Afgan felt his frustration mounting as the argument intensified. He decided to take a breather and sleep in the other room, hoping that a short respite would help ease the tension. Afgan grabbed a pillow and got ready to open the door, but at the same time, he saw his father standing not far from the door.Achmed went in search of refreshments and accidentally bumped into Afgan's pillow-hugging presence. With a playful look in his eyes, Achmed opened his voice, “Afgan, what's wrong with you? Why are you hugging the pillow and blanket? Is this a sign that you want to sleep in another room?”Afgan was stunned, not expecting his father to be there. His sharp gaze seemed to read every tension he felt.Afgan sighed, “No, there are too many pillows and blankets. I'll just take some time out for myself to get some refreshments.”Achmed handed over a bottle of vitamin drink that he had intended to give

Afgan was still discussing his work when he heard a shout from one of the waiters.Achmed and Afgan looked at each other to confirm that they had indeed heard the panicked scream of one of the mansion's residents.“What happened?”Afgan shrugged his shoulders in response to his father's question. The man immediately approached the window where the sound was heard more clearly.“Adelia?”Hurriedly, Afgan came out of his father's study. Together they approached the origin of the voice.Kanya also came out of her room and they passed each other on the way to Adelia's room.The door was opened and a small servant was seen trying to keep Adelia's body in a sitting position on the bed.“What's going on?” asked Afgan frantically, helping to hold his wife's body, which had turned completely red.“She's allergic!” screeched Kanya, waking up everyone who was there.“Hurr