He pressed forward, and her back leaned against the railing of the balcony.
As he acted too suddenly, Summer could not react in time. She was startled for a moment. Then, she began t o struggle to break free.
But he had no intention to let go. He held her more tightly.
Summer was not strong enough to repel him and she gradually stopped struggling.
Behind them were the dazzling fireworks display, and where they stood in the scene of the night, the crackling of the fireworks continued.
Finally, after some time, he slowly released her from his grasp. She was out of breath and felt like she was about to pass out.
Her chest was thumping, and she was breathing heavily, gasping for air. Her pupils sparked with anger as she stared at him. Her face was red.
Mark was smiling and placed his forehead against hers. Their eyes locked onto each other; the heat of his breath spilled over her face; his eyes were burning.
Summer tilted her head to avoid him. She held her breath and said, "Mr. Valentine, we need to talk."
"About what?"
"We can’t go on like this..."
"How?” Mark raised his eyebrows.
"Our marriage is just a trade; you can’t force yourself onto me like how you did just now and take advantage of me," she answered.
Hearing so, Mark squinted his eyes. "Isn't our marriage registered?”
It was indeed true, she nodded, unable to deny it.
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