Get in The Wrong Car, Marry the Right Person

After the wedding ceremony, I slept overnight in the hotel's temporary wedding room.

Sam slept on the sofa outside.

The following day, Sam took me to his house. I looked at his place with contempt and laughed mercilessly. "Well, you want me to live in a 130-square-yard apartment?"

Facing my malicious insult, Sam wasn't mad. He just smiled and said to me, "I will try my best to buy a bigger one."

I froze for a moment.

I thought that he wouldn't be able to greet my malicious insult with a smile, even if he didn't turn mad.

However, not only did he smile at me warmly, but also he seemed to have made me a promise.

But why did he promise me that?

I wouldn't spend my whole life with him.

I didn't soften my heart because of his words. After all, I was the victim of this marriage.

I continued to mock him without mercy. "Tell you what? You can never buy a three-story villa like mine or Pedro's even if you work hard all your life."

He said nothing, but his face showed a hint of hurt and frustration. Then, he went to the kitchen by himself.

I sat on the sofa, weeping alone.

What would he be sad about?

I should be sad.

Among the four people, I was the only one who was completely unaware of what was going on. Even my parents hid it from me.

I was utterly a joke in this marriage!

Sam went into the kitchen, cooked for us, and brought the food out.

I was sitting on the sofa, playing with my phone absentmindedly. When I saw Sam, I glanced at him with disdain.

Sam came to me and said in a gentle tone, "I cooked for us. Let's eat."

Thinking that he and my family had plotted against me, I couldn't help but become enraged. I took my anger out on Sam, pointing at him angrily, "Sam, didn't you date Sasha for two years? Aren't you mad at all that she married someone else? Don't you love her? You coward!

Sam paused, turned around, and smiled at me. "I married you, so it's not that bad."

I wouldn't have gotten too angry if he hadn't said that.

But upon hearing that, I wished I could kill such a despicable and shameless person.

My chest kept rising and falling, and I laughed in anger. "You finally revealed your plan, didn't you? You dated my sister because you coveted our family background! Now that my sister tricked me and married Pedro and helped you marry me, it would certainly be not that bad for you since I'm also a daughter of the Garret family."

Sam replied, "If you say so."

I rushed over and threw all the food Sam had made to the ground.

"We just had the wedding, but we didn't obtain the marriage certificate yet. I'm afraid your wish will fall through!"

In an instant, the plates were smashed into pieces, the food was splattered everywhere, and the floor was a mess.

Sam pinched his brows helplessly, squatted down to pick up the pieces on the ground, and then fetched the mop in the bathroom to clean up the mess I made.

I thought Sam would at least change his attitude towards me after this. But he didn't say a word, just focusing on cleaning up the mess on the floor.

I inadvertently noticed a drop of blood dripping on the floor and subconsciously looked at Sam's hand as I moved forward.

Sam stopped me. "Don't come over. These pieces may cut your feet."

He somewhat moved me, but I still didn't let him off. I pursed my lips and said, "Hmph, just drop the act!"

After saying that, I turned and left the living room.