Everything was about to get really messy.
I looked between Regan and Ivan. I didn't know what to do. But there is no way I would ever consummate the marriage with Ivan. That would never happen.
"I'm not consuming the wedding. Do what you want to do," I uttered. I have had enough of him trying to use Regan. Why would a man who can get any woman he wants, go after his brother's wife?
Ivan scoffed, it wasn't a good one. "You don't care if your husband die?"
If he killed Regan, I will make sure I kill him before I kill myself.
"You think I care," I scoffed. "I only wanted him out of the dugeon, because it a shame for a royalty to be locked up like a commoner," I added with a cruel smirk.
Ivan looked taken aback for a moment. He was surprised by what I was saying. But I didn't care. I was already lining his death in my head.
The surprise look disappeared from his face, replaced by his usual creepy grin.
