Jared Quinn's large hand gradually loosened, the corner of his lips carried a mocking coldness, "Miss Knight, don't you think this kind of behavior just makes me despise you more?"
Flora Knight gasped for air, her hand lightly brushed her neck, where blue marks had already been left from his grip. She truly believed Jared Quinn wanted to kill her as simply as squashing an ant.
But even if it meant mutual destruction, she wanted to obtain the man she desired.
If she couldn't have him, she would drag Melody Thorne down with her!
Yet, when facing this powerful man, she had no choice but to make concessions.
"Mr. Quinn, how about this? We take seven days as the limit. During these seven days, I'll stay by your side. After seven days, then tell me whether you want to marry me," Flora Knight proposed.
