Mr. CEO, I Was Forced To Marry You
drunk, my mind
le confused w
ie
y working part time and studying
g, so who else
ine, a phone number flashed
r only a few days, it had al
then made the call and asked for my name. A
d he woul
ly tho
a familiar male voice nex
e was like a soft violin c
enger seat. In that moment, I sensed his masculine presence getting closer. Ev
ve
t the idea arose, I swiftly embraced the
seatbelt bei
ery awkward. My lips only touched his
he said, "You're really pathetic.
ken over my mind. Not only did I not leave, I looked into his dark eye
d sinister, and he grabbed my nec
e didn't squ
h Mr. Watts' driver. She was caught and disciplined by the dorm manager for fooling around with multiple guys in the dormi
grew darker as
out cleanliness in such ma
ist, teasing, "But I am spotless, only yo
sgust, but his hand moved from my neck to my chin, a
mosphere, only the sme
nce, he sneered,
ingerprint on the marriage contract is mine. As
, sat in the driver's
r, grabbed my hair, and said, "Do you think I would believe anything
th the disgust Ricard had for me
to drown, he pulled me out, and from the bathtub to the window si
e painful as my lower half swelled. Each impact cau
ly, I pa
aring at a white wall wi
pletely s
rom the memories of m
he hospital f
y ointment to my private parts. Although no one asked why I was ho
was discharged. Ri
mediately after
y situation, she hurried to the hospital, comforted m
moved the pile of clothes from t
beside me, lit a cigarette, took a
expression showed she
o I told her everything that had
he stubbed out her cigarette, clapped her hands
ha
cted Coco
e, leaving me mom
ldn't give up on him so easily. You need to play hard to get. Men,
he wanted me to continue
drunk, I couldn't forget the excruciating pa
neck. "For years, you've been talking about him every day. You even cut out newspaper
left me
s dreamed of meeting Ricard
omeone, like a shadow chas
ingtone of my p
e ago. It was so moving that it nearly brough