My heart hurt as if it was cut open, but I could only laugh at myself. The sharp blade that I cultivated for eight years finally stabbed me.
I didn't care about the pain on my body, I got up in a mess and pushed open the half-closed door of the study.
"I am willing to go for the marriage."
My father curled his lips with satisfaction. But Austin looked at my face full of panic.
I smiled with relief and tore the contract that I had hidden close to my body into pieces.
"The contract time is up. Austin, I don't want you anymore."
