The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 294 ~SCARLETT~

I was pissed. I couldn’t believe Amy just did that to me. I wasn’t even after Carter. Why the hell was I her next target? She could have him.

I angrily searched the bag in the car for any spare clothes to wear over my tube top. I knew I should have something in here.

“What’s that on your chest?” Carter asks suddenly, his tone is alarming.

Everything stills around me at that one question—my chest.

What was on my chest?

You’re so freaking dumb, Scarlett!

How could I have forgotten about the love bites all over my chest?

I wore the damn thing to hide it in the first place. This was all Amy’s fault. If she hadn’t been such a jealous b***h, I wouldn’t be in this position.

I hide my chest with my arms and stare at him with a blank look.

“Scarlett?” He calls my name with panic. “Where did you get those marks from?”

I could see his mind racing as he tried to combine two and two. He was trying to figure out if I had lied about last night.

Does this mean that he was indeed drunk the entire time? He wasn’t messing with me earlier; he honestly couldn’t remember what he had done.

on his face. I knew

your business.” I

I gasped when he grabbed my shoulders, “Who did this

possessiveness in his eyes. This was not the Carter I was used to seeing. He’s never acted this way in the past for my sister or any other woman. Why was he

growls. “Who the f**k put his mouth on

I try to catch

remember?” I ask him. “Were

time since I knew Carter, I saw deep fear in his eyes. Why did

your windows, did

his index finger to pull my lip

“Answer me.” He growls.

slowly shook my

to keep the blasted window closed. Why the f**k

you say to me, Carter. You and I are not

don’t f*****g care about that Scarlett!” He shouts. “I

demand. “What the hell

squeezes down on my shoulders and pulls me

“W-what?”

trying to protect you from me.” He growls.

the contrary, I did. I was wide awake last night. I knew exactly what he was capable

of, Carter.” I

don’t know

are on my neck, “tell me. What did I