CHAPTER 29

Damon Westwood

<< You could at least try to look at me when I talk to you? I swear the closer the wedding comes, the more you are openly disrespectful.

- You mean the marriage you have advanced without even consulting me?

- Maybe because every time I consult you, do you have anything to do with?

- Yeah ! When it comes to color of your fucking flowers or your damn curtains, I really have nothing to give a damn, but not about the fact to bring the date forward at this point!

- Your father agreed-

- YOU ARE NOT MARRYING WITH MY ASSHOLE FATHER BUT WITH ME! Are you stupid or what? Do you think I care if he agrees or not? »

She stares at me without being able to say anything, she looks like she's about to cry. It doesn't work for me anymore unfortunately.

<< Damon I... I don't understand why does it bother you so much ... the marriage is supposed to happen no matter what so... why are you getting so upset? »

I stare at her and can't stop laughing gently.

<< Think for two