Now Stella finally understood why Eric was treating her this way.
Yet she found it absurd. Ava was just a bodyguard. She could punish her as she wanted, even killing her wouldn't be too much.
After all, she was Eric's future wife, the second daughter of the Smith family. And Eric was doing this to her—for a bodyguard? Fine. He'd regret it.
"Eric, I'm the one marrying you! How dare you treat me this way? I'll go straight to Leo tomorrow!" Uttering these words seemed to drain Stella completely. The embers searing through the zipper felt like they were consuming her flesh.
His response wasn't what she expected. Eric replied, "A mistress's daughter? Sorry, I won't marry you. Go ahead and tattle. See if your family will defend you, or whether my father will take my side or yours."
At that
