Lucie felt as if her heart had been pierced by those words, leaking a cold wind that stung, no matter how she tried to fill it.
"Heh..." A cold smile crept up her lips, and she didn't bother listening to what Hawthorne said before hanging up the phone.
What Hawthorne didn't know was that she had just put him on speakerphone.
The man sat next to her, half-closed phoenix eyes, listening to their conversation clearly.
"At this point, how do you still plan to deceive me?" Lucie sneered, the mocking curve of her mouth growing larger, while a visible pain flashed in her dark grape-like eyes.
"You've gone to great lengths to force me to marry you. Do you find me amusing?" She shouted lowly, like an injured little beast, her eyes slightly red, desperately hiding her wounds, stubbo
