55. Erus' POV
“She said that you should go f**k yourself.” One of my guards says. His face is red with embarrassment.
I chug down my glass of wine and lean back against my seat. My young wife, she has changed so much, hasn't she?
Years ago, she couldn't even look me in the eyes, but now, she is saying very vulgar things?
“Is that all that she said?” I ask, looking at him.
“Sir, if it's okay with you, I would like not to repeat what she said because they are even more offensive. If you still insist sir, we can fetch her with force.”
“No, don't.” I immediately say.
If she doesn't want to come, I will let her be. I know that my family and I have wronged her.
I still need to speak to her though, and I am not going to give you so easily. I am going to give her some time, then I
