Chapter 92

Anna sat in front of the mirror, touching her face with foundation, when her soon-to-be husband strode inside the room without knocking.

Immediately she heard the door barge open, she cussed underneath her breath. She has complained a thousand times for him to stop making his way inside without her consent, since he has forbidden her from locking the door.

As he strides towards her, she drop the brush and stood up to look at him, with a frown on her face.

"I thought you promised to change? Is this how you want to keep on barging into the room?" She sounded pissed.

"Why do you have a problem with me not knocking? This is my house, my roof you're in, don't tell me what not to do."

"I have every right to, you can't keep treating me like a slave if you want this marriage to work."

"Let's not have this conversation, I won't let you ruin my day. If you're done with what you're doing, come to the living room and pick out your wedding gown."

Anna's mouth gasped open, at the mention of the wed