Love You Or Hate You, I Can't Decide, Book2

“you are not my husband…”

Episode-143 "you are not my husband..."

Celeste's POV: RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

I am worried, what will Ernest do now?... I

am his place... so will he get angry on me... god!!!.. Dad, did this to protect me...

as far I heard, Steven Murray is powerful... so dad is thinking to put Steven

against Ernest.... Do I really have to engaged to someone to get away from

Ernest?....

I should just get

out of here... it's night time, Ernest usually comes home after 1 more hour, I

should just get out of this mansion...

I walked out of

room with my purse, I walked down the stairs and the elderly maid spotted me. she

stopped me asked, "Miss. where are you going?"

I cursed internally,

I said, "look... please.. I need to get home... he will be really mad today... I

can't face him... I need to go..."

The maid grabbed my

hand and said, "Miss.... what will we tell him?... you know it, he will be more

angry..." I know.. but right now escape seems to be a easy way..

I said to her in

hurry, "tell him anything..." the maid looked worried.. we heard footsteps and I

became alert... soon I saw him coming in, he was looking at his phone... his eyes

met mine and he looked at me from up and down...

Ernest asked,

"where are you going? At this hour?" I failed to give him a reason... I looked

around finding something which I don't know in first place...

He asked with little

bit of demand, "Celeste?" I looked at him, he got the answer as he looked at my

face.. he walked to me and threw on his shoulder.

I grasped as he did

this, I said, "hey!!!. Put me down!!!" I felt a spank on my butt and I said,

"ouch!!", with no delay I was in the room and he threw me on the bed.. I looked

at him as I was on flat on the bed..

He raised his

eyebrow and I sat up moving behind... he asked as he went to drink from the wine

bottle, "you were leaving without my permission..." he looked at me as he poured

himself a glass of wine.....

I looked down, he approaching me and pulling my chin to face

him, he asked, "you didn't care to

inform your husband about leaving at this hour... are you eager to meet your

fiancé?...." I looked at him as he said this... he added, "you can't cross the door

without my permission..., love..." he tasted his wine as he said this...

I whispered, "you

are not my husband..."

He got so close to

me almost touching my lips, his breathe was colliding on my skin.... He said, "I

am legally your husband..." I looked in his deep blue eyes and there is some kind

of anger ... but why is he this patient.. he is not screaming, warning... what is

he up to?

I added, "a forced

marriage..." I was angry, he let a mocking chuckle.

He added as he

traced my neck with his finger, "you know law right... do you know what it means

by having a fiancé when you are already married.... It's called cheating...

cheating.. are you ready to cheat on your husband..." he is mocking me or testing

me... his fingers running own my neck are giving me weird sensation.. I pushing

him away and crawled back from him on the bed... I want some distance between me

and this maniac....

I said, "then

divorce me... according to law, if your partner is cheating you can divorce

easily... anyways, I don't want any money or property from you...." he got angry, I

can see his tight grip on the glass... he threw the glass on the floor and I

flinched... he chuckled...

He said, "divorce?...

why? to get away from me?... listen... you will be my widow but never my ex-wife...

even if I die, you will belong to me...." I looked at him on this.... he walked in

the bath as he shoot me a final glare....