Bully King Became My Husband
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Marcus made an announcement as he was gett
ll anything, and here he was questioning me ab
wa
him. ''I have my own money, and I can pay on my own... And to the best of my recollection,
with his light brown hair lying so perfectly flat on his head and looking as shiny as if he had just got
s not diminishing one bit, and his pretty pink lips suddenly closing in a narrow line. It was difficult
d he just say that I don't
ith trepidation, hoping against hope that the tho
es and other articles of clothing that were organized in my closet. There was a night dress, a casual dress, and different kinds of c
t he claimed were all belonged to me. What happened? Did my fami
expression without uttering a single word. When his words had sink in, I opened my mouth to
-wa
pped out, leaving me dumbfounded. I j
he turned to wait for me. As soon as I got closer to him, his arm automatically wrapped around my waist
ing waitress stood in our path, and as Marcus nodded
lace was fairly busy. Wine was being co
chair for me to sit in. I could feel a flush rising o
must have a great dental plan. Bu
I waved my hand to indicate that he'd just take orders for us, and he sighed as he obliged. His upbeat mood had suddenly shifted into a
ney, I felt like I didn't have the mood to eat. B
was thinking about what should I do after I got to see the result of my tests, and Marcus was s
e with loving eyes but I didn't pay attention on him, or should I say I didn't k
urly brown hair, her facial bones are delicately carved, her red lips are full, and her nose is exquisitely dainty. She had t
ile vanished instantly, and one could detect recognition in her eyes,
this
arcus suddenly got up from his seat, and his voice was un
la
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commit that face to memory. Yes... that would be Mila; she was a classmate of m
still standing in front of me and casting angry glares towards the
er face that she wasn't expecting to see us together. There's somet
' She questioned while pointing her fi
ean farewell? I
g, Mila?'' Marcus questioned my tho
as pleading with me to come to her rescue; in response, I gave her a look that conveyed my understanding that I, to
inquired once more, and
uring our conversation... she... she informed me that you two woul
oze, not wanting to meet his blazing eyes... but that didn't scare me
t get a divorce if I have feelings for this man. I was right all along, that he was a jer
he didn't tell me about it. Why was he using the difficulty of my circumstance to his advantage? Was