Already tired of hearing the sa reason over and over again, Tessy decided not to ask why.
She just stared at the man promising her heaven on earth, and she still couldn’t shake off the feeling that sothing just wasn’t right with him.
"You knew you had enemies, yet you involved in this ss, knowing they would co after , and you claim to love ? How am I supposed to believe that?" Tessy asked, swallowing the question about his identity, which she initially wanted to ask.
"Don’t you have enemies?" Roman asked, and Tessy frowned.
"I don’t. I am not a troublemaker. I don’t engage in things that bring the wrong kind of attention toward ." Tessy defended herself.
"Are you sure about that? Are we forgetting how you caught my attention?" Roman probed, arching a brow, and Tessy felt like slapping herself. However, before she could utter another word in her defense, Roman continued. "And did you say you don’t have enemies? That would be the most delusional statent of the century. You know why? Because almost everyone you were surrounded by before I t you were your enemies. Only one person cared about your well-being. The others could not wait to dance on your grave. I’m surprised how you could be so blinded and endure all the shit they threw at you, only to act so unaccommodating to the person who saved you from their grasp and wants nothing but the best for you."
"Because you married without my consent." Tessy blurted, annoyed at his last statent.
"Without your consent? How? Did I kidnap you? You gave your consent, Tessy." Roman pointed out in incredulity.
"Because I didn’t have a choice. You gave no choice."
"You had two choices. You picked the one most beneficial to you with milder consequences." Roman reminded her, but Tessy was not ready to let it go.
"You could have given a third choice. I made a mistake and I regret my action. I apologize for my foolishness. I was drunk. You could have forgiven and let go." Tessy spoke, this ti, her tone was calr, and she looked sober.
"How?" Roman asked, confusing her for a second. "How could I have let you go when your touch brought life back into my body? You can’t deny you don’t feel it because I know you do, and if you still need proof as to why I said you are my soulmate, then that is one of them. I promise you will never feel that way with another person. I know and admit that my approach and thod were wrong. That is why I want us to start again. I don’t mind courting you from scratch even though we are married, and after the courtship, I will marry you again, properly this ti. Just give a chance." Roman asked, and Tessy finally looked away from him.
"I gave Francis a chance. Look where it landed ." she uttered, and a look of disgust settled on Roman’s face.
"Don’t ever compare to that irresponsible little boy." he said.
"Little boy?" Tessy asked. "He’s 30 years old, and I don’t think you’re much older. He might even be older than you." Tessy added, looking him in the face once more to confirm how true her words were by his facial features.
Roman wanted to laugh and ask her if she knew how old he was, but he held his tongue. She wasn’t ready enough to handle any information about his true identity yet.
"Anyone who behaves like a child is called a child. It doesn’t matter how old the person is. He is lucky I didn’t end his life for putting you through the kind of stress you suffered while you were with him."
Tessy frowned at his words and would not have taken it so seriously if she had not seen what she saw the first day she arrived at his house.
"I don’t think he has done anything that deserves death. Just leave him alone, please." She pleaded, not comfortable with what he said.
"You finally requested sothing from , and it’s in favor of another man. You don’t seem to understand how jealous I am. Now I want to kill him."
Panicked, Tessy sought to change the topic, and luckily, a suitable replacent dropped into her mind.
"You said you want to court , right? And you want to give you a chance?" She asked, and didn’t wait for his response before agreeing. "Fine. I’ll give you a chance. Let’s see if you can manage to convince that you truly love and care about ."
Roman said nothing. He watched her with narrowed eyes, already knowing she was trying to divert his attention from what he had said earlier. He thought she wasn’t smart, but she had just proved him wrong. Sothing, however, still didn’t sit right with him.
"Do you still love him?" he asked, watching as Tessy’s eyes widened for a second before she shook her head in response. "Don’t lie to , Tessy." Tessy heard him say, and a certain kind of chill ran down her spine.
"I don’t love him. I stopped loving him a long ti ago. I just don’t want him to die for my sake. And that goes for any other person. My life is already a ss. I don’t want it to get ssier than this." She confessed in all honesty and sincerity.
The frown on Roman’s face slowly faded when he heard what she said. He donned a smirk and pushed himself off the bed.
"Rest now. Tomorrow will be a good day." He said, then walked away from the room.
Tessy let out a soft sigh, then climbed off the bed. He had asked her to rest, and it was already evening. But she felt like she suddenly had all the energy in the world.
She moved to the bathroom to freshen up, changed into one of her night robes, then walked out of her room. If she was going to accept this new life, which she had been made to know was not ending anyti soon, then she probably shouldn’t be cooped up in her room all the ti. It was ti to know her surroundings and find out all she could about these people who forced their way into her life.
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