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Chapter 156
Chapter 156
Janet knew that Daran was pissed by her rejection.
But she was angrier than him.
She had made it clear that she didn’t want anything to do with him anymore! But he just kept harassing
her.
This had to stop!
Janet grabbed the nozzle and pointed at Daran.
She turned on the cold water and the water sprayed all over Daran’s head.
“What the fuck!” Daran growled furiously. “STOP!”
Janet dumped the nozzle on the bathroom floor and shoved him aside, dashing out of the bathroom.
She headed straight towards the door to leave.
But before she could reach the door, Daran grabbed her shoulder from behind and forced her to stop.
There was water dripping down all over his body. He took one hand to wipe his face. and glared at her
in full rage:
“-What the hell was wrong with you?!”
“I thought you knew why,” she gritted. “If you like to play this master and maid game, fine, I am all
gamed. You are the master and I am kept here as a prisoner. It is what I deserve.”
His jaw tightened, “It is not what I want-”
“But us? It is done! Finished! The end! How many times do I have to repeat that to you? No matter how
many times you beg me, seduce me, or force me, we can never go back! You understand?!”
The room lapsed into a deathly silence.
Daran stared at her in a frenzy of sadness and anger. She didn’t know where those strong emotions
came from–she was the one who was entitled to be sad and angry, not him!
Yet seeing him like that, a sharp pain seized her heart.
Her wolf made an agonizing little moan, weeping internally.
After a long pause, he asked, “But what if I can’t stand the life without you?”
“You should have thought about that before you betrayed all of us.”
“I told you! I did that for a reason! For a brighter future!”
“Yes, a brighter future, and plus the extreme power and a shiny new throne! God, Daran, you made a
choice! Stop moaning about the price you paid and just bear with the consequences! Don’t tell me that
you have already regretted it!”
Daran heaved out a heavy breath.
“I don’t regret it,” he said coldly. “If given a second chance, I would do it all over again.
Janet clenched her fists.
Yes, that was the Daran that she knew. Cold, ruthless, decisive, willing to do anything to get his way.
A heartless aspirant.
Daran stared deep into her eyes and changed the topic, “Where are you going to sleep tonight?”
“….None of your business.”
She could crush out on a bench and wait for the morning to confront Wendy again. “Sleep here,” he
said in a forceful tone.
“We went through that already! I am not going to sleep with you!” she snapped.
“Sleep in this room! Not sleep with me!” he snarled, “There is plenty of room here. Pick a damn spot
where you want to sleep at. The bed, couch, chair, even the bathtub
or the floor!!
Janet gave him a suspicious look.
If she stayed the night, would Daran take this chance and make again?
a move on her
Seeing the look on her face, his face darkened again, “I will not take advantage of at woman who just
clearly rejected me, OK? I am not that low.”
“…Fine.”
Janet walked to the couch and laid down, closing her eyes, “Good night then.”
She heard his footsteps going into the bedroom, and then the light was out, and the bedroom door
closed with a gentle bump.
She slept in two different men’s rooms for the past two nights.
One man, sweet and charming, yet had his mouth full of bullshit and lies and was full of mysteries. He
didn’t even trust her enough to give her his real name;
The other man, cold and ruthless, had just thoroughly betrayed her. Yet she could. feel that he still
cared for her deeply and the way he looked at her often gave a tug at her heartstring.
The moon goddess gave her two completely different men.
Yet it was not up to her whom she would be with eventually.
It was always in the hands of the fate.
Janet let out a small sigh in the darkness and closed her eyes.
Janet slept on the couch.
Yet when she woke up the next morning, she found herself sleeping on the bed, inside the bedroom,
with a soft blanket covering her whole body.
She lay there in a daze for a few moments and then slowly sat up.
She looked to her side.
Daran was not in bed with her anymore. Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.
She heard footsteps and voices in the living room. So she got out of bed and walked outside.
Daran was sitting by the table drinking his morning coffee. A few maids were setting the table and
serving breakfast.
They looked around simultaneously when she stepped out of the bedroom.
The maids seemed astonished at first.
Then they quickly lowered their heads and exchanged a meaningful look with each
other.
Janet instantly knew that they had the wrong idea.
They probably thought that she climbed onto Daran’s bed last night and seduced
him.
But she didn’t even know who she ended up in his bed herself!
This was unbelievable.
“Did you have a good sleep last night?” Daran asked with a faint smile.
She marched over, pulled the chair, and sat down by his side.
“How did I get to the bed?” she asked in a voice that was only audible to the two of them.
Daran raised an eyebrow, “You sleepwalked to the bedroom and kept knocking on the door. I had to let
you in before you woke the entire floor.”
She was pissed, “Bullshit! I never sleepwalk!”
“Well, you did last night.”
He set the coffee mug back on the table and changed the topic before she had the chance to ask more:
-Come and meet Harper and Lance with me after breakfast.”
She frowned, “Why?”
His long finger tapped on the table and he said, “Lance is going to hold a Crowning Ceremony for
Harper.”
Janet was stunned.
A Crowning Ceremony?
Harper was going to be queen?
She screamed about her being Lance’s queen all the time but nobody took her seriously.
Now, she was finally getting what she wanted.
“Lance agreed to that?” Janet asked, skeptical. “I thought he was not that into Harper.”
She saw how Lance was when he was with Harper. He didn’t even defend Harper in front of Daran.
A man like him would seriously crown Harper as his queen.
That was what Harper was best at–using her craziness to get what she wanted. “So, how are you
feeling right now?” she asked.
Daran looked at her with a frown, “Me?”
His face darkened.
Yet she was not done teasing him just vet, “Are you going to barge in and ruin the
wedding? Screaming ‘I object‘ when the pastor asks if anyone objects to this marriage? Like in a
cheesy soap opera?”
Daran stood up abruptly and grabbed her chin forcefully.
“Stop that,” he warned darkly.
She looked back at him defiantly.
“First of all, I never loved Harper. So I don’t give a damn about who she is marrying. And second-”
His thumb caressed her cheek gently.
A shiver was sent down her spine.
“Now hurry.” He let go of her and said icily, “I am going to meet Harper and Lance. You are coming as
well.”