I didn't have the strength to struggle, and I didn't even want to struggle.
Qiana walked up to me proudly, raised her hand and slapped me a few times.
Blood flowed from the corners of my mouth.
I said nothing and sat down on the ground in discomfiture.
Bradley looked down at me and said, "You owe Qiana this. Apologize to her now and I can pretend that nothing happened!"
I suddenly laughed.
"You wish!"
Bradley narrowed his eyes and said, "Nicole, as long as you are obedient, I can give you everything you want, including marriage. Have you really thought it through?"
He didn't want to give to me when I wanted.
Now I don't want it anymore, but he was trying to use threats and inducements to make me compromise.
I endured the pain on my face and said coldly, "Bradley, I have said the break-up, and I will not marry you."
Maybe it was because I loved him too much before, Bradley didn't believe that I would leave him. Let alone he promised me the marriage I had always dreamed of.
He sneered. "What? Don't you want to fulfill your mother's dying wish?"
I detected a hint of contempt in his words.