The door slammed behind me, and I shrank back in fear, losing all my earlier boldness.
He threw me onto the sofa with all his might. I instinctively held my belly and looked at his bloodshot eyes in horror. "W-what are you trying to d o?"
"Oh, now you are afraid. Were you not fearless earlier?" He sneered and held my chin with one hand. He said coldly, "Am I a cheater? Am I fickle? Am I unable to distinguish right from wrong? Am I disgusting?"
The more he said, the angrier he got. He tightened his grip and his pupils constricted. "I did not expect to have such an image in your heart."
I had said some words out of anger earlier, but now that he held me tightly like this, my temper flared up again. I lifted my leg and kicked him.
"Ah!" He pointed his trembling hands at me. "You..."
This kick was not light, and I felt a little guilty. However, I still said defiantly, "Theo, are you still a man? You always use this method to deal with me. If you want to kill me, just do it. You do not have to torture me like this."
At first, I was just trying to scare him. However, the more I spoke, the sadder I became. I started to sob." You know that I love you. Even if you do not love me, you should not bully me like this. What kind of man bullies a woman..."
By the end of my sentence, I broke down completely and burst into tears.
I could not stop now...
He came over and took me in his arms, whispering soothing words, but the more he spoke, the louder I cried.
Perhaps it was my crying that irritated him. He frowned and then leaned down to cover my mouth with his.
I froze instantly, staring at him with wide eyes.
He smiled and looked up. His voice was low and hoarse. "Not crying anymore, are you?"
I did not say anything and continued to sob. His lips fell to kiss me again.
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