Chapter 81

His Way to Reconcile

"Marry you again?" I parroted, feeling my blood boil. I couldn't help standing up from this madness Desmond had thought again.

He arched his eyebrow. "You said that you are prepared for the consequences. Then, this is it. You are going to marry me again." There was a condescending smile written on his lips.

It was as if he already knew that I was going to initiate sex from him. He was well aware of my pregnancy hormones...

"No," I said in a determined tone before I started picking up my clothes and dressed up.

"Seraphina, whether you like it or not, you are going to marry me again!" He roughly yanked my arm, meeting his darkened face.

I scoffed. How dare... "In our agreement of divorcing our marriage, you promised that you are not going to scheme on me again, Desmond!" I clenched my hands. "What is this that you are forcing me to marry you again?" I yanked my arm back before I slapped his face. "You never change!"

"Serap