"How much? I'll pay for it! I'm begging you, stop messing around! Do you feel a sense of accomplishment when you torture me and Margot with such insignificant things?"
I felt like I had a hole in my heart.
He used to treat me coldly, but he never looked at me with such gaze. He must hate me now.
I suddenly found it extremely boring, why bother annoying him here?
I compromised.
It stained with blood and vomit, dirty, I didn’t want it anymore.
And, I didn't want the man either, dirty and disgusting.
I propped myself up and spoke, "Cornell, I'm not short of money."
Then, I left, but he suddenly grabbed me, with a helpless look on his face. "You're not in a good mood today. You better go back to the Wijnbergens' house and I'll come pick you up in three days."
I shook off his hand and left quickly.
In a home we had been living for several years, I was ultimately just a passer-by.
In the Wijnbergen Family's house.
I had already explained the farce at the wedding to my parents.
Seeing me back home, my mother breathed a sigh of relief.
"Hailey, I should be grateful to God! If you found it out after you got married, what would you do?"