NovelEnglishChapter 0033 I closed my eyes and muttered, "Damn it!" Why did he have to wake up now? Bella and I stared at him. Bella's gaze held concern while mine, I was sure, was drilling holes into him.
"Don't give her," he reiterated, his gaze on me. He looked less drunk now. His words didn't slur so much anymore and his gaze was steady to an extent. That soup must be a very effective one, even though it looked like vomit. I contemplated the recipe is.
in her what Bella shifted closer to him, her brows creased, "Mark," she placed her palm on her cheeks and made him turn his face to her, "You should get more rest." "No," he shook his head and removed her palm from his cheeks. "I need to stay awake to make sure you don't give her." He blinked rapidly for a few seconds before he shook his head and his gaze becsteady again.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSomething akin to hurt and confusion crossed Bella's features, "Give her what? Do you even know what we're talking about? You were asleep just now." "I was but pieces of your conversation drifted toin my sleep. She wants you to give her 1.2 million dollars. I heard that part clearly." I met his gaze. "I should have left you on that floor," I sneered.
"Mark," Bella pulled at his shoulder and he turned to her. She intermittently threw accusive glances my way as she spoke. "I told you, you shouldn't have cback She doesn't even want to take care of you. had to rush here." "You should not be going through all of this stress when I have a wife who is very capable of caring for me, he seethed, barely paying Bella any attention.
I let out a loud hiss. He kept saying 'caring' like he was sold man or terminally sick person that needed caring for. I picked up the empty coffee cup and got on my feet to leave the room, only forto get pulled back after taking just a step toward the door. The buttons of his shirt had been undone and his shirt was opened, proudly showcasing his sinewy chest.
I twisted my wrist so as to pull away but he only pinnedwith a glare and pulledtoward him.
"You aren't allowed to leave! Taking care ofis your responsibility for as long as you remain my wife," he snarled as his brows furrowed, "How can you let someone else take your place and carry out your duties for you?" Because I'm not interested!" I spat in his face. "I didn't ask you to go get drunk so why should I stress myself to tend to you?" Bella looked like she had been slapped in the face as she gaped as the both of us exchanged words, few inches from each other.
I am your husband!" I let out an exasperated sigh, "So what?" I shot Bella a look. So you're permitted to cheat onwith my sister because you're my husband. The words were on the tip of my tongue but I held back. It was a waste 1/2 Chapter 0033 arguing with a half drunk man.
+25 BONUS "Look, just letgo, okay?" I tried to reason with him, perhaps his fuddled brain will get dissuaded. "Yes, you're the husband. I'm not saying you aren't." He squinted atfor a while as if he was trying to process what I said. "Then why were you leaving?" "I was going to get you swater," I lied smoothly, already getting tired of the whole situation. Was it a crto want to have a quiet and restive night? He nodded then he was back to squinting again. I tried to untangle his fingers from my wrist but he wouldn't let go.
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Bella suddenly stepped up beside him. She tugged at the sleeve of his shirt like a toddler pulling at the hem of his mother's skirt for attention skirt! "Just let her go, she muttered, her voice barely above a whisper. He blinked and turned to her. He frowned, "Bella." He looked at her as if he was just seeing her tonight for the first time. "You shouldn't have cso late. You should be resting at home."
She caressed his bulging forearm before wrapping her fingers around it. Mark looked down at her, their lips ve very few inches apart as she whispered, fluttering her lashes. "I want to rest with you. It's the only way I can rest. I gritted my teeth and tried to untangle my wrist from him again. Why do I have to be subjected to witnessing these nauseating scenes all the time? "You should go home," he said dismissively, his fingers still gripping my wrist. "I'll see you 1 Tears brimmed in Bella's eyes and her eyes looked sad. "I want you to cwith me." "I can't leave the house." "Then I'll stay," she cried, stamping her foot on the floor
"No. Go home," he said in a clipped arm tone that had Bella releasing his as she drew back in surprise, her eyes portraying how hurt she was.
Even I hadn't seen that coming. "I'll have the driver drop you off." RULE #1 choose married women They have reason to keep things secret, as do you.
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