NovelFinishFerdinand didn't return until late that evening.
By the the chome, Mary had already retreated to her own room.
Briony was sitting alone in the first-floor living room.
When Ferdinand walked in, he spotted her on the sofa, crossed the room to her, gave her a quick once-over, and asked, "Were you waiting for me?" Briony met his eyes. "Ferdinand, I want to talk." He smirked. "If you want to talk about marriage, fine. Anything else isn't necessary." "Fine." Briony's voice was cool. "I'll marry you. But only on two conditions: the ceremony has to take place back home, and before we marry, we sign a prenup and have all our assets certified." He stared at her, surprised by her sudden shift in attitude.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBut then he understood.
"What did Mary say to you?" Briony let out a cold laugh. "What could she possibly say? She's completely lovesick-pregnant with your child and trying to convinceto marry you. I have to admit, you've brainwashed her pretty thoroughly." "Bryn, you've gotall wrong." Ferdinand stepped closer, gently pinching her chin between his fingers. "Everyone defines love differently. For me, love means possession, having what I want. But Mary thinks love is about sacrifice and letting go." "Sounds like you and she are a match made in heaven," Briony replied, staring at him. "Maybe you two should tie the knot and be done with it." "Too bad I don't love her." He brushed his thumb across her lips. "Bryn, I know you hateright now. But have you ever considered that I don't want to be this way? I just can't control how I feel." Briony pushed his hand away and stepped back. "I agreed to marry you, but until then, I expect you to respect me." Ferdinand shook his head, gaze fixed on her. "Look at you-treatinglike I'm poison. You don't really want to marry me. You're just trying to trickinto taking you back hwith me. Bryn, you're still so naïve." Her patience snapped. "Ferdinand, what will it take for you to letgo?" she shouted, her voice raw. "Why won't you just leavealone?" He shrugged, voice cold. "Blfate. If you hadn't walked down that road that night, if you'd just kept going and pretended you didn't hear or see anything, I'd be dead. If I were dead, I wouldn't be here now, making your life miserable." Briony's face went pale; her body trembled with anger.
Ferdinand pulled out his phone and opened a video.
On the screen, Little Nina and little Mawere playing in their preschool classroom.
He looked at Briony. "See? Aren't the kids adorable?" She felt a chill crawl up her spine.
The video was filmed from a hidden angle, b awake the camera wasn't fare? Whoever took it must have been inside the school.
Which meant Ferdinand's people could cand go from the preschool as they pleased.
Briony clenched her fists, glaring at him. "I'll marry you, but you have to promise- leave them out of this." He pocketed his phone. "See? If only you'd agreed sooner." Briony closed her eyes for a moment, steadying herself. "When do we leave?" "No rush," Ferdinand replied. "We'll wait a bit longer." "Wait for what?" He just smiled, giving nothing away.
Briony couldn't read him. Her heart thudded anxiously in her chest. That night, Ferdinand stayed for dinner.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmand Ferdinand-seated around the dining table. The It was just the three of the t air was thick, oppressive, and strange.
Mary, despite being pregnant, showed no signs of discomfort. She ate and drank as usual, calm and composed.
Briony, on the other hand, barely touched her food.
Belinda cout from the kitchen carrying a bowl of herbal soup.
"Ms. Kensington, this is a special tonic Mr. Ellsworth bad prepared for you've been working you. He too hard lately, and this should help restore your strength."
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