All Chapters of My dignity: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

This is too much.. it should not come to this extent..I have to tell him that I will not accept sleeping in the same room with him! We're just pretending...Mrs. Olin entered the room, and I walked slowly in, too.I looked around the place with admiration, staring at the room, which was swept by the sun's rays from everywhere!!The room's circular ceiling has a glass opening in the middle of the design that made me stand and raise my head looking at it absent-mindedly and mergingly!Then I concluded that it has a design that can be closed at any time, and this was confirmed by Olin, who said calmly: Chris likes to sit in the place that is saturated with sunlight .. but he closes it when he has to take an afternoon nap ..I tilted my head with understanding and lowered my head to look at the room whose furniture was dominated by white and gray with light brown to give a nice mixture of colors and at the time it looked somewhat formal..The bed was large in width and length, on top of

Charlotte..She called my name softly, and I turned to her with anticipation: "Yes, Mrs. Olin?"Then came the shocking question that restrained me under the influence of her calm tone: What did Chris do to force you to marry?My green eyes widened, but I made up my mind, smiling nervously: M.. What makes you say that! Chris didn't force me to.."Chris grew up on my hands. He was with me all the time and spent more time with me than he did with his mother. I can easily tell that this marriage was not your conviction. You can fool everyone in the house except me."Bashroud added: I simply know that he forced you. This is clear from your behavior, my daughter. I am the one who knows Chris the most and about his personality, which is most outweighed by the desire to get what he wants, whatever the price. He is completely in the position of my son, but I admit that he is selfish and only thinks. in himself! You have no idea how much I love him and how much I really feel like motherhood tow

I laughed at her last sentence to myself, but smiled, asking, "Tell me, Anna, how many people are there down there?"Let me remember, said a notepad, Miss Tia, and two other women, and Mr. Chris's colleague at work, and a rather old man...I tilted my head with understanding, saying: Well.. I'm going down now!She tilted her head and preceded me.I stayed for a while, looking at myself for the last time, then exhaled nervously and walked out of the room.Why did I start to get so nervous!! I can't control myself.. I'm really confused!I went down and headed to the dining room to stand in front of the door trying to calm my nerves!I tried to gather my composure and entered the dining room, with my head held high with apparent confidence, to see Chris sitting, as usual, Tia next to him, and the other seat next to him was empty. ..I forced myself to smile sweetly and say: Hello, good evening!They all answered at the same time: Good evening..Then they stood up, so I had nothing but to

My eyes widened: Why?I don't know.. I really don't know.. This happened only an hour ago, when the exhibition manager called me and told me that the exhibition had been completely cancelled..Huh!!Looks like I'm going to delay it a bit...What are you saying, Sam! This is not one of your jokes is it!I wouldn't joke about that! You know very well that the exhibition has always been my biggest ambition, and you are aware of the effort I put into moving and traveling from one place to another to take various pictures.. I just can't comprehend it until now, so I called you..He added with resentment: If my parents knew, they would surely be angry, especially since they insisted so much on me finding a job to settle in instead of taking pictures.I held my eyebrows looking at the void with sadness and distress for Sam!Too tired for this show! In fact, he was moving from his own money under the disapproval of my parents because of his persistence in photography and his practice as a hob

strange ! you look surprised.. I felt his pressure increasing on my hand, so I whispered in exasperation, in great pain: H.. that hurts! But I did not let go of the handle, rather I was determined not to back down until I was surprised by it coming off completely and because of that the source of strength that I was holding onto to push it disappeared and we both fell! Fortunately, I did not fall to the ground, but fell on top of him, my back against his chest, to hear him growl with anger and pain: You reckless person, look at what you have caused! I tried to straighten away, but he surprised me as he held me in his arms, whispering with some vexation: Not yet, I took off the doorknob! Do not speak as if it means something valuable to you. Actually, it doesn't mean anything to me, but the back door is far away so we have to get out of it until this door is fixed.. leave me alone ! I swear that I will forcefully plant my teeth in your hand to take months to recover from! Yes,