"No, you must marry me. I won't allow you to marry him."
Mark Reed held tightly onto Valentine Teller's waist, dragging her outside.
He didn't want to stay in this house for another moment; he felt suffocated and oppressed here.
"Let go, let go now."
Valentine Teller pounded on his chest, using all her strength to struggle free.
She's had enough of these anxious days and just wanted peace.
No, she wouldn't let him control her anymore!
He dragged her, and she couldn't break free. In desperation, she raised her hand.
"Slap!"
A slap landed heavily on Mark Reed's face.
He was stunned, looking at the woman struggling in his arms. The pain was not just on his face but in his heart.
"Let me go. I will marry him."
Valentine Teller mustered the courage to face his cold eyes.
Her mind was made up, no more wavering. Since she chose Turstin Muller, she would follow through until the end.
She wouldn't let Mark Reed take advantage of her and disrupt her decision.
