"If you won't end your marriage with her, then let me go home... Let me die, after seeing my family one last time, I don't care if I die!"
The woman's words made Norton Abyss squint his eyes, pinching her chin with his fingertips: "Do I mean nothing to you at all? Is that it?"
Fiona Schmidt said nothing, stubbornly turning her head away, her small face icy cold.
"Speak!" The man's voice was chilling to the extreme, his amber eyes laced with bloodshot lines, filled with heartache.
"I don't want to talk to you!" Fiona lifted her head, directly meeting his eyes for the first time, her tone resolute, "Norton Abyss, leave! I don't want to see you again! Tonight is your wedding night, you should be with your wife, sharing a bed, not here! What do you mean by coming here? Do you take me for a mistress? Let me tell you, I'll never be a third party!..."
