Chapter 20
Esther's POV
“Why are all men like this?” I asked, leaning against the couch, arms crossed tightly over my chest.
Uncle Nathan, who came to inquire how the meeting went because I wasn't picking his calls, shook his head sympathetically.
“What do we do now? Because we just have a week or so to return his money and if the court gets involved, it would be something else.”
I let out a heavy sigh before pushing a strand of my blonde hair behind my ears.
“I f*****g don't know for now, I have no f*****g idea,” I murmured before shaking my head. A mixture of anger and depression ran through my bloodstream.
John was not the person I could risk marrying. I hated him. Not because he owed us money or the way his expensive suit clung to his broad shoulders.
It was because of his
