Chapter 512


    When he saw me, he stubbed out his cigarette and threw it into the bin beside him. Then, he stood up,


    took off his coat and put it on me. "Why didn''t you wear more clothes?"


    I pursed my lips and said, "What do you want?" I went straight to the point as I had no patience to chat


    with him here.


    He frowned. "Go stay at Flora Hill."


    "I have something to do here!" I refused. I pulled off the coat and handed it back to him, I''m doing pretty


    well here."


    I would have a headache if I went back and had to face him.


    He furrowed his brows, looking a little agitated at my rejection. "Arianna, you''re already married. Don''t


    you know that you''re my wife? Do you think that it''s appropriate for you to live with two men?"


    "It''s not appropriate!''1 I raised my head and looked at him. I then continued indifferently, "Hendrix, I''ve


    already said that you can divorce me if you''re not happy. I can sign off on it anytime."


    "Arianna!" He bristled with anger. He grabbed my hand forcefully. "Are you that used to talking about


    divorcing? You keep mentioning it. Do you take marriage as a game?"


    "Indeed! Hendrix, this is but a fun game to me! So, when are we getting divorced?"


    He squinted his eyes and his gaze darkened. After a long time, he opened the car door and threw me


    violently into the car with all his strength.


    I was strong enough to resist being thrown into the car. Before I could get up, he had already started


    the car.


    He rushed all the way; I didn''t know how many red lights he had run passed. After a while, he reached


    the vi.


    Before I could react, he pulled me out of the car. I struggled in his hold and hollered angrily, "Hendrix,


    are you nuts?"


    He didn''t say anything and just lifted me up. I felt dizzy being carried like this.


    After a while, he threw me onto the bed in the bedroom. Before I could scramble off the bed, he had


    removed his jacket.


    "Hendrix, you b*stard!" I held back my anger. I bit on his shoulder hard and didn''t let go until I tasted


    blood in my mouth.


    What the heck was I supposed to do with a man like this?


    I stopped struggling. I opened my eyes and stared at him motionlessly. I couldn''t divorce him, nor could


    I escape from him. This was a hopeless cause.


    As if he had sensed that I was no longer struggling, he stopped and set his ck eyes on me. Our eyes


    met.


    He pressed his lips together, a look of distress made its way to his eyes. "Do you hate me?"


    I puckered my lips, unwilling to speak to him.


    "Arianna, don''t hate me. We''re husband and wife, not enemies. We shouldn''t be like this." His voice


    was low and he was breathing heavily.


    I curled my lips and clenched my teeth as he put me through another episode of pain.


    After torturing me in bed for a long time, he finally stopped and hugged me from behind. "Come back


    home, okay?"


    He spoke and his voice wasced with exhaustion.


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    I didn''t want to talk to him, so I chose to be silent. It wasn''t long before Ian called me.


    I answered the phone, I''m at Flora Hill."


    A momentter, Ian came to his senses and replied, "Anne is crying so hard. I''ll coax her to sleep first


    then."


    I replied "yes", and then he added, "Rest well!"


    After ending the call, Hendrix pulled me into his arms and asked, "Who is Anne?"


    "Hendrix, I''m tired. Let''s split up!" I said calmly, "I admit that I love you and care about you very much,


    but this doesn''t mean that I want to continue being with you. You''ve ruined all my wonderful


    expectations of marriage. I don''t me you, because I didn''t do a good job as your wife. So now,


    consider us even."