Blakely's POV
Stan stood in front of me, frozen. He couldn’t accept what he heard, and he probably didn’t expect me to refuse him like that. His eyes flickered with evilness, gone the begging puppy earlier, trying to win me back with stupid promises. “What did you say?”
“From the very beginning, I was against this fixed marriage. I don't wanna marry you, Stan. I don't have feelings for you.”
“Then what about that?!” He growled. “You kissed me back. You almost gave yourself to me. You almost married me. If it wasn't for Elise, you would've been my wife already. Was it just for a show? Are you just toying with me, huh?”
I shook my head. “I only agreed because of my mother, but since the wedding is already canceled, there's no way I’ll agree to another chance.”
His eyes widened as I saw
