Chapter 44. Amara Dela Rama

“You can’t melt me with your cry anymore,” he said coldly. Every word strikes my face the scent of his breath. A rum and mint.

I sobbed and glare at him. “This is what you want?” I dropped my hands to my sides and let him stare at my rich chest. I could feel the heat of his body.

“G-Go on!” I cried. “Is this what you want? Is this what will make you forgive me? Huh Savier?” I smashed his ironclad chest. He just looks at me intently every time I slap him.

“Have you ever thought about what I sacrificed for you?! Huh? Do you know what I did for you. You know… I wouldn’t have told you this but…”

I smashed his face. “But you’re too much! That’s too much!” I shouted and smashed his chest and face. I saw how it became red. My nails scratch his chest. He let me do nothing. He just tightened his grip on my waist.

“Savier I still love you.”

He lost his strength. Our bodies were full of sweat despite the cold from the aircon. He slowly let go of me. His jaw