"How long are you going to stand there?" Lucas, who was already sitting on the bed, seemed to unbutton his sleeves, without looking at Ellena who was still standing near the hotel room door.
"I-I-I—"
"Don't think I'm happy to share the same room with you!" Lucas interrupted as he got up from his seat, then glared at Ellena's face.
"That's impossible, because you're not the woman I expected. Look! Your appearance alone is not on my level!" Lucas gave her a disdainful look, then rushed to the bathroom.
Lucas' words this time really hurt Ellena. It felt like being hit by a sledgehammer. How could Lucas say it, when himself forced Ellena to marry him.
"He thinks I'm also happy to be in the same room with him? If it weren't for compulsion, I wouldn't want to be in this position either. How annoying!" Ellena grumbled, just as Lucas closed the bathroom door.
"I heard what you said!" Lucas' scream from inside the bathroom made Ellena flinch slightly, then pursed her lips.
