Belonging to my Fiancé’s Dad
she blurted, glaring at him, looking into his soul.
Jason’s brows arched, glaring back at her.
“Let me ask you something, Jason.” she rasped with her bloody lips and head, from the crash, from the slap. “Why are you doing this? You are not doing this because you still love Maria, Jason, nor are you doing this because you hate your father and you know deep down inside your heart that they love each other, that they are not getting married to get back at you, so why? Why are you going through all this? Why do you turn yourself to a man who raises his hands to hit a woman? Why are you publishing yourself like this?”
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