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