Chapter 8. I Won’t Marry You

Ellie Foster didn’t know if she should laugh or cry at the whole Valerie and Antonio situation.

This whole situation was absolutely ridiculous. Valerie looked at Antonio like she wanted to tear his dick off, but Antonio still stood there with a smug expression on his face.

And River…he was livid. Ellie stayed on guard in case River decided to make the hospital room into a battleground.

Oh boy.

“No,” Valerie said. Ellie could tell she was trying to make her voice as steady and firm as possible, but it wavered slightly. “I won’t marry you, Antonio.”

He cocked his head. “You sure?”

“I am sure.”

“Well, that’s a shame,” Antonio murmured, feigning disappointment. His devilish grin never faded. “It would have been such an entertaining spectacle.”

“You’re one sick man, Costello,” River growled, his hands balled into fists at his sides. “Do you think relationships are games?”

Ignoring River’s comment, Antonio sauntered over to Valerie’s hospital