"There is no doubt that I love you," he replied. He had tried to run away from the fact, but failed miserably.
Holding her all night in his arms proved that.
"But my hatred for you runs deeper than that. And so is my responsibility towards my men, my land, and my staff. You have put their lives in danger, you have sold us all.
So, you do not deserve that love anymore." She flinched at the cold look in his eyes.
"You should be thankful that you live so leisurely here." He walked past her, insulting her once again.
While she sat in the room, cursing him. If he loved her so much, he should have trusted her. He should have looked for her and then asked for the truth. What kind of love did he have if he could not understand her?
"Mommy! I need water. Mommy!" her daughter's sweet voice woke her up.
Penny was kicking the duvet but the more she struggled, the more she was trapped in the large sheet.
