Sentenced to Marriage by MadlainQ

Chapter 111

Our fight The frown painting Aren’s face deepened. He kept staring at me as if he was fighting an inner battle about whether to accept my assumptions or not. His expression made me even angrier at him than I was before. Was it so hard to believe that the woman who hurt him so badly before was now collaborating with his enemies? 

A minute later, Chris and Jack walked into the hall. I saw they were trying to read the situation; smiles vanished from their faces as they registered Aren standing by the bar with a whiskey glass and me sitting on the sofa with my arms crossed. Jack glanced at me, questionably raising his eyebrows. 

“Yes,” I answered his inward question. “Aren is pissed because we didn’t inform him that his ex visited him in the clinic as soon as he woke up.” 

Aren rolled his eyes at my sarcastic remark. “It’s not about Lanfen, for Christ’s sake!” he growled. 

I jumped up to my feet. “Well, I’m sorry that I thought that I shouldn’t stress you out! I’m sorry that I was worried about you!” 

“I don’t need you to worry about my health! I told you before that I am fucking fine!” he roared icily, making me flinch. 

I felt as if something had crushed my ribcage and forced the air out of my lungs. A bitter smile curved my lips as I looked deep into his angry dark eyes. “I think I will go and get some rest. You boys have a nice talk,” I said softly before heading upstairs. “Cora…” I heard Aren’s still annoyed tone behind my back. I stopped for a second, but no words followed. 

I went to my bedroom, leaving a gap in my door to eavesdrop on Aren’s conversation with Chris and Jack, but I heard nothing. I moved quietly to the dressing table, took off the diamond earrings, and unclasped the necklace before slowly putting it back in the box, 

“You should treat your wife better.” Jack’s voice broke the silence. “She was devastated when you were in a coma, and the way she managed to handle everything…” “I know how strong she is,” Aren said. 

as you think,” Chris retorted firmly. “Keep bending her, and she

mean what I said,” Aren argued.

Chris

“She knows me.” 

that you hurt her.” Chris sounded like

lecture Aren for my sake, and I was grateful for that, but listening to them and Aren’s responses only made my heart ache more. I stepped softly to the door and closed the gap, not wanting to hear another word.

hotel and everything that I had heard,

my love was making me weaker instead of stronger, and it was never supposed to be like that. After Callan, I promised myself never to follow the same pattern again, but I had broken that promise. Aren said that he would take responsibility for making me fall in love with him, but if he was going to

knew that the emotions he had for Lanfen were genuine. That was also why everything with Lanfen’s name on it alarmed me, and it infuriated me that Aren didn’t seem to see the danger. Was it because

anger was giving way to numbness. I was physically and emotionally tired. Perhaps Aren was a lost cause, and I should never have invested my feelings in him. Too bad that

I was going to toss and turn for hours, but my brain was clearly looking for

hurt. My hand instinctively moved to find and rub the aching spot, but someone grabbed my hand and kissed it. Realizing that it wasn’t part of my dream, I opened my eyes and saw Aren sitting on my bed, his hand gently stroking my hair. I

sorrowful tone

bed. I was carefully cocooned in sheets while my hair strands lay messed up all around the pillow. There certainly wasn’t anything beautiful about me. Normally, I would respond to his greeting, but I was in the middle of an inward debate

of his lips curling up. “Yes, you did,” I muttered, turning my head away from him. His hand rushed to cup my chin as he gently turned my head back to face him. “I will probably hurt you again and again because there are too many

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