Chapter 47

Caroline’s POV

Because of what he said, I flinched. I knew he wasn’t serious about what he said, but since he had done it to me before, I knew he could do it again. Back then, I assumed it was normal; I believed it was for me.

He drew me back, and I collided with his chest. He embraced me so firmly that it felt as though if he let go of me, he’d never be able to touch me again. I pushed him hard and luckily, and I managed it with ease. If I’m weak, he appears to be even weaker. When I got away from him, he appeared to lose even more strength.

I shuddered as if I couldn’t believe what he said. I smiled sarcastically, then went to the end of the table, so he wouldn’t approach me.

“Is that what rich people do? When you don’t get what you want, you go through violence?” My gaze deepened on him.

Because he was silent, it appears like I struck him and trampled on his ego. As the shadows faded, I peered out the window, and there was quietness for a few seconds