Indefinite vassals

Whitney's face turned green with rage. "Aron, we're about to get married, are you still going to keep her around?!"

Facing Whitney's questioning, he didn't even lift his head, just played with my hair attentively.

"What does our marriage have to do with her?!" Hearing his words, Whitney's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Bang!" She angrily swept everything off Aron's desk.

"What do you mean by this?! We're getting married, and you're still having an affair with this despicable woman. What do you think of me?! Can't you even give me the basic respect a wife deserves?!"

At this moment, Aron finally let go of my hair and looked at Whitney.

But there was no guilt in his eyes, only indifference and impatience.

"I said, I can marry you, but don't even think about anything else, and don't touch her! Do you understand?!"

Whitney, who was still furious, was intimidated by his gaze and couldn't help but retreat.

She gritted her teeth and looked resentfully at me, who was held in Aron's arms.

I also cooperated by snuggling deeper into Aron's embrace and threw a provocative glance at her.

"What are you looking at, you little...!"

Whitney was so angry that she wanted to rush up and hit me.

I pretended to be scared and hid in Aron's arms.

"Honey, I'm scared..."

Aron immediately glanced up, intimidating Whitney.

"Get out!"

Whitney's face was full of unwillingness.

"Aron, I'm your fiancée, what is she to you?!"

"Get out! Don't make me say it again!"

"You will regret this!"

Whitney finally bit her teeth and ran out crying.

And I watched Whitney leave, my eyes slightly moving.

My goal was achieved!

"Don't look, Thea, I forbid you to look at others. Your eyes can only have me!"

Aron was dissatisfied that I kept looking elsewhere, forcibly turned my face back, and then fiercely kissed my lips. His big hand also slowly reached into my collar, outlining my chest.

"Thea, don't be afraid, no one can take you away from me!"

But where Aron couldn't see, my eyes were filled with venom when I looked at him.

Aron, I want to leave you, so much, so much...

Whitney didn't disappoint me after all.

A few days later, she came to me.

Accompanied by security, I went to the mall and met Whitney in the fitting room.

"Twenty million, leave him!"

Whitney handed me a check as soon as she came.

I played with the check, my eyes flickering with an unclear light.

"Twenty million to get rid of me, it's a bit too mean."

Whitney was angered by me, gritting her teeth and asking me.

"What else do you want?!"

I replied calmly with my arms crossed.

"Prepare enough money for me, I want cash, find a place for me to live where he can't find me, and the sooner the better."

"You actually want to leave him?!"

Whitney looked at me in confusion.

As if in her eyes, being able to stay by Aron's side was a great blessing, but only I knew how terrifying that man was!

I didn't answer, just stared straight at her.

"Can you do it?!"

Whitney subconsciously retorted.

"Of course, what's so hard about that?!"

"Good, it's a deal!"