Thssa had reached her breaking point. She felt suffocated by his domineering attitude and his iron-fisted control. She refused
to listen to him any longer.
Her hands trembling with urgency, Thssa fumbled with her seat belt, trying to push open the car door with all her might, but it
wouldn''t budge—it was locked tight.
Turning, she red at him, her breaths uneven with a mix of desperation and helplessness, “Lysander, | don’t want to marry you!
Don''t you hear me? | don’t want to marry you! Let me out, or I''ll bite my tongue and end it all!”
With that, she stuck out her tongue, feigning a grim resolve to bite it off.
“What are you doing!” Lysander’s eyes narrowed as he mmed on the brakes, bringing the car to an abrupt halt. His eyes were
filled with a mix of tension and severity.
“Unlock the door, I''m getting out!” Thssa said, her voice quivering with threat.
Seeing the resolve in her eyes, the light in Lysander’s gaze seemed to shatter into fragments, leaving him looking deste and
wounded.
“Stay put. I''ll take you home.” He knew she would rather face death than be forced into marriage with him.
If he pressured her further, it would only push her over the edge.
She had just lost her mother, a time of immense grief and vulnerability. Perhaps when her heart healed, she mighte to
ept his proposal.
“There''s no need for you to take me anywhere. You can leave. Evelyn and Bruce had their history, and you hated her. Now she’s
gone because of you, so let''s call it even. And that ridiculous ‘contract lover’ deal we talked about? Look, I''ve got nobody in my
heart now, nothing could be emptier. So consider that arrangement over! From now on, let''s just not see each other anymore!”
Not see each other anymore?
Those words pierced Lysander like thorns, thrumming painfully in his chest.
Unlike the dull irritation of the past, it was a deep, cutting pain this time.
She had always been like this, not wanting to stay with him.
Thssa tried the door again.
After a couple of futile pushes, she turned back to him, her eyes filled with anger and despair.
That look squeezed his heart with an agonizing grip.
Lysander''s breath came in ragged pulls. “Stay put,” he insisted, “I''ll take you home.”
With that, he restarted the car and made a U-turn.
Thssa, unsecured by a seat belt, swayed slightly. She quickly steadied herself with the grab handle, stabilizing her body and
her tumultuous emotions.
She said nothing more, allowing him to divert their path from the one leading to the city hall back to her home instead. It was the
greatest concession Lysander was willing to make.
If she continued to resist, he might resort to extreme measures, forcing her into a marriage registration.
She couldn''t bear the thought of entering the Sinir family''s estate again. It was a cage to her.
Marriage was a shackle, and once it was locked around her, escaping would be nearly impossible.
The short drive from the road to her house passed in silence, both Thssa and Lysander lost in their own thoughts.
The cramped space of the car was filled with tension, grief, and an air of suffocation.
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