Chapter 33

William’s POV

I’ve called her more than ten times since she left, that idiot Mérida is playing hard to get again, she always does that when we argue. I’m tired of trying to make her react. I threw the phone on the floor in frustration and ran both my hands through my hair. I don’t want her to get hurt, I don’t want anything bad to happen to her.

“William,” Francis said as he entered the room, “Do you want me to call Louis?”

“Louis is probably busy flirting with Scarlett,” I grumbled.

“She’s ignoring him.”

“And?”

Francis sighed. “Look, William, you’ve been obsessing over Mérida for hours. She’s fine. I doubt she’s dying in a corner somewhere.”

“What if she really is dying?”

I panicked. I don’t want anything bad to happen to her. I don’t want to see her cry again. I don’t want to hear about marriage for a long time. The day I agreed to her proposal was the worst day of my life. I was so drunk I didn’t think twice. My mind simply t