LARA'S POV:
I was startled, when I felt like my bedroom door was opening. I felt scared at first—but when I realized it— the nervousness in my chest eased.
I really thought someone else had entered the house. I got up, maybe he hadn't eaten yet. When I noticed that he seemed drunk and smelled of alcohol.
"Ahm, Dylan, have you eaten? Do you want me to prepare something for you to eat?" I asked him. I flinched when he grabbed my neck.
"Ouch.. Dylan, I'm hurting" I exclaimed to him—when he suddenly grabbed my neck as if he was going to strangle me.
"Don't you dare act as my wife Lara! I will never like you. Get this into your mind that I only want a child. You are paid—and now do your duty as my wife! Give me a child and let's forget about each other and disappear!" he said angrily to
