The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 166

BOOK 3 CHAPTER 2

~WILLOW~

“Why the f**k do you need to know that?” Dante growls.

Atticus crosses his arms over his chest and I can’t remember the last time I’ve seen these two this angry with each other.

“A f*****g underground fighting ring?” Atticus growls. “Are you a lunatic?”

A fighting ring? What was that exactly?

Dante looks surprised that Atticus knows the truth.

“Did you follow me there?” He asks him. “Did you f*****g follow me there, Atticus?”

“Of course I did!” He roars. “You kept returning home with a million bruises and acting like everything was okay when we all knew it wasn’t. Why the hell would you join something like that?”

Dante narrows his eyes and moves closer to his brother, “You may not have loved Anya, but I did. She’s dead. She’s dead, Atticus. Tell me you wouldn’t do the same if Autumn died. The woman I love is gone, and now I’m stuck in a marriage to her—”

He stops talking when he hears my gasp. I covered my mouth; I didn’t realize I’d made a sound until now.

Atticus turns to look at me as well, and I felt uncomfortable under both of their gazes.

opened my room door and safely got

thinking. It wasn’t a secret that Dante never wanted to marry me. It also wasn’t a secret that he didn’t love me, not even a little bit. I think it’s

me to open it. I was expecting to see Atticus there, but it surprised me when it was Dante. He barely

I reach over and gently touch the bruise on his forehead. I don’t know why I did it; I also am not sure why I

a look of shock on his face, his eyes are wide, and I think he may have

his senses, he moves my

“Your bruises. They’re just worst

much he hated it

worse than before. This fighting ring, was it

I said

one person who truly loved her besides my mother and me. I’m aware that the only reason you married

“Willow—”

me further.

confirmed that I was happy his love for her was genuine, it didn’t make any

these bottled emotions trapped inside me, all directed at him. He just was clueless in this

when his mother rushes to his side. “Dante!” She hissed. “What have you been doing to

knew it wouldn’t be long before his entire family stood in front of my

face!” She shouts. They were all losing

would help.

behind him. “Is that what you do

sisters. I often wanted to be as close to them as they were with each other, but I could never really bond with them freely. It felt weird knowing my sister’s

don’t want to talk about it,”

up about this right now. I’m tired of seeing you