Chapter 8. Don’t Want To

Anita’s POV

Yoong refuted my words, appearing quite stubborn and defensive. I finished my drink and handed the bottle back to him.

“Well, it’s clear that you’re lying. First of all, my official guard is registered in my data, and your data wasn’t sent by my mother. Second, you left me alone for quite some time. My guards usually only leave for about 10 minutes at most. Are you making excuses because there was a long queue? The second and fourth guards used the same reasoning. I saw you taking the time to send messages to someone. Did you text my mom and let her know I’m here? So who are you really?” I explained, pointing out the inconsistencies.

“Huh, alright. I confess I’m not your guard. I am Yoong, your future husband. The person you are betrothed to. I didn’t expect to be matched with you, either. I didn’t expect us to meet at the café, but here we are. Do you mind me being here, my wife?” he replied, looking at me with a sweet smile.

I took a step back,