She was not sure anymore.

Anne reassured herself again by thinking that perhaps this was the after-effects of recovering her memory. She was just overthinking.

She touched the ring on her ring finger and lingered on it for a few seconds before removing it... All her subtle emotions, annoyance, cluelessness, and uneasiness, as she took the ring off, were all noticed by Anthony, who was silently sitting on the sofa.

Yes, he had not left the room this whole time.

When Anne called out to him, he kept his aura down to keep her from noticing.

What was she thinking about? Was she thinking of getting a divorce?

It was useless for her to have such thoughts, as they could not divorce.

Just as Anne turned over to sit up and get out of bed, she heard the sound of papers turning over. Her body froze.

"Are you going to the bathroom?”

"... Why were you so quiet?" Anne was so angry when she realized what was happening and shrugged off his touch.

"Why are you angry? Hmm?"

Why? Anne turned her face away when she was questioned.

She thought no one was there, so he must have seen all the emotions on her face.

It was like all her thoughts would be capturable by him.

"I don't like it when people lie to me!" Anne found a justifiable reason. "Don't think that I will still obey you in any way like when I lost my memory! Anthony Marwood, you are too dishonest!" Anthony remained silent. He just took the ring that had been thrown to the side of the bed, grabbed her hand, and put it back on her ring finger.

"Don't take it off again.”

His low voice with an irresistible threat made Anne not dare to disobey him easily.

"Why did you want to marry me?" Anne could not resist his forcefulness, but she could not help but ask. "Did you fall in love with me when I lost my memory? Is that so?"

She felt Anthony's finger become stiff after she asked the question. Even his breathing became rougher and more obvious.

Anne did not think like that. She just wanted to criticize him on purpose.

She became angrier on the inside.

"Is this your permanent way of imprisoning me? Anthony, why did I meet you? Why!" Anne asked, so angry that her eyes were feeling sore.

Anthony pressed her hard against the bed and looked down into her unfocused pupils. "So, it's better not to have the thought of getting divorced. It's just useless.”

Anne felt Anthony's aura surrounding her. Tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, and she sobbed, "Anthony, you are inhuman you ..."

"I will never let you go, no matter what you say. You should've understood from the start." Anthony looked at her fiercely.

"That car accident ... Why didn't I just die? I could finally get rid of you if I die...” Anne was desperate and in pain.

The large hand that was holding Anne's shoulder tightened so suddenly that Anne felt like her bones were going to be crushed.

When Anthony saw a painful look on Anne's face, his hand loosened. "Don't worry, without my consent, even God wouldn't dare to take you!" He forcefully kissed her mouth as he finished the sentence.

"Mmm!" Anne's heart felt so painful as if it was about to crack open.

Her hand pounded on his arm, but his arm was as hard as a stone, so he was unaffected.

The mobile phone on the sofa vibrated and disrupted the atmosphere.

Anthony did not care. He kissed Anne until she stopped resisting.

Anne felt the pressure on her body go away. She lost all her energy, and her eyelashes were wet.

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