Chapter 14: Failure To Return The Ring

Brian stopped when he was a step away from me. I didn't dare to look at his face, I just looked down at his feet. But thanks to that, I could see the tip of his big toe was injured, I don't know how he walked and kicked what.

I guess his toenail fell off. Perhaps he was punished by the gods for bullying me.

“Go to bed with me, accept the ring I gave you, but dare to go out to find a husband? Bella, don't you understand the meaning of giving a diamond ring? Huh?”

Oh my gosh, does he need to yell at me like that? Obviously, he was speaking very gently and emotionally, but near the end of the sentence, he suddenly raised the tone, making me startled, reflexively raising my head to look at the murderous face on the opposite side.

“I told you not to mention it again. As for the ring, I'll give it to you, okay?” I also tried to scream loudly even though my whole body was shaking.

Immediately, I grabbed Brian's hand, put the precious ring in it, and stepped back.

I saw his anger skyrocket, his eyebrows furrowed, and his hands clenched, as if he wanted to crush that valuable object.

Before I could lift my leg, I was grabbed by him. He gripped my hand tightly and tried to put the ring on my finger.

This guy is really stubborn.

“What are you doing? Release me.”

My strength is as weak as a slug, unable to fight a tall, strong man like him.

I helplessly watched the ring clinging to my finger, even though I tried to bend it down, he easily straightened it and continued to do that crazy act.

“Give it back? Bella, you underestimate me too much. Let me tell you. Once you've agreed to let me put it on your finger, don't expect one day I'll take it off.”

My eyes widened, and my mouth opened wide in shock. A situation that I thought only existed in a few love stories suddenly happened to me like this.

Although I like handsome and talented directors and presidents, I don't like this personality.

I know the meaning of the diamond ring; I like it very much and am very happy when he puts it on my finger and gave me sweet words.

But that's because I think he will change for me, will love me seriously and sincerely.

However, I was wrong, so I had to stop immediately. He went to America, resumed his old love with Hellen, and even brought her home.

Does he think I'm a mindless doll? Or does he think his money can make me obedient to him and become his shadow mistress and then his concubine, giving him illegitimate children?

“Enough! Brian. I'm not your toy. Stop this nonsense. You already have Hellen.”

“Hellen?” Brian let go of my hand, narrowed his eyes, and asked.

“Yes, it's her.”

“Oh, turns out you're jealous. You're jealous right, Bella?”

“None.” I turned my face away and replied boldly.

“You are obviously jealous.”

“I said I'm not jealous. You think you're precious, don't you? Why should I be jealous?”

I turned around, glaring at the obnoxious man. In an instant, his expression changed, his cheerful, smug smile vanished and turned into a scowl and exasperation.

Poor me, while the atmosphere was overcast, the ringtone of the phone in my hand rang.

Seeing the name of the person I used to like appear, I panicked and quickly pressed the off button, but unfortunately, the smartphone had a problem, so I couldn't turn it off and the ringtone kept ringing.

Why did I set the song "The secret lover" as the ringtone for Richard?

My doomsday has come.

“Men call you, right? Why don't you answer the phone? I've been away from home for only a few days and you lack the warmth of a man so much that you have to go look for them?”

While I was confused, Brian raised his voice, making me even more confused.

The phone slipped out of my hand and fell to the floor, causing the screen to crack and leaving only black.

I don't know if that's lucky or unlucky. Brian can't figure out who called me and I will probably have to spend a lot of money to replace the screen or worse, buy a new phone.

“When I see you, I'm afraid of men. Both scary and disgusting.”

“What? How dare you say that you are disgusted with me?”

After saying that, Brian pulled me closer to him, hugged me tightly, and kissed me passionately.

Everything happened so fast that I didn't have time to react. Until I realized everything, I still couldn't do anything because he used too much force.

I was like a small rabbit lying in the wolf's lap, struggling helplessly. His lips rubbed mine so hard that I thought it was scratched.

The first kiss, no, maybe that night he kissed me while making love, but because I don't remember, I don't know what the kiss was like and how it made me feel. I only know that at this moment, my feeling is pain, humiliation.

When I saw him off to the airport, I missed him so much, in the days that followed, I expected him to come back, but in return, a truth that made me numb.

Brian tormented my lips for a long time, then he gradually became softer, the force of the kiss was no longer rough, he gently, caressed my lips little by little as if he loved and cherished me so much.

All my oxygen and soul were almost drained by him, so I didn't even have the strength to push him away.

“Bella, you are my own. We already belong together. I don't mind meeting that person and telling him about my love story with you.” Brian said while panting when he left my lips.

“You don't have the right to do that. Brian, don't… don't force others too much.” I wriggled out of his loose arms, trying to finish the sentence.

“You sold yourself for ten years for money, right? I bet the person you like isn't as rich as me. You love money, I can give you more than that.”

While speaking, Brian pointed at the ring on my finger.

God, if I kill without committing a crime, I will rush forward and strangle him to make him stop talking.

If I put the two of them on the seesaw, I'm sure Richard will fly to the sky.

But how dare this arrogant creature say that I love money so much that I sold my body?

Yes, I sold my body but the words that came out of those thin lips were like telling me to sell my body as a prostitute. That sentence has this meaning, I can feel it in his words.

Mrs. Alina lives in moderation and talks rationally, Brian is the complete opposite, he is unruly, talking nonsense.

I sometimes suspect that the blood flowing in his veins is not his mother's blood.

I don't know whose blood was in his body, but now I know my blood is boiling and about to spurt out. If I continued to tolerate him, I would vomit blood and die or I would choke and die.

“Yes, I really like money. Without money, I cannot live. I sold myself, but I sold myself to your mother. The purchase and sale contract, no, the employment contract is signed by your mother with me. As for you, you have nothing to do with the contract at all, so don't talk too much. Are you showing me how rich you are? Are you showing off your possessions? You open your mouth to eat the rice I cook every day, drink the milk I make at night, and wear the clothes I wash, how dare you insult me? If I don't like money, I won't serve you.”

I was about to curse more, but when I saw Brian's round eyes, I kept silent.

Perhaps he was surprised. Does he think I'm gentle? I was only gentle when my parents were protecting me. Now I'm alone, if I'm not aggressive, I can't live with the world.

“How dare you say those words to me? How can you use those words to speak to a human?” Brian's voice trembled.

“Do you look like a human? Is there a person as cruel as you?”

“What is the reason? Does that guy have anything better than me? Can you tell me why you can't accept me?” Brian gritted his teeth and yelled.

I have to admit that he swerved really fast. I was talking about cruelty, but suddenly he was talking about a third person.

Although Richard and I do not have any feelings, Brian already suspected me, I should take advantage of this to make him give up harassing me.

“Because you're filthy. You are like a hospital bed. One after another lay on top of you.”

“Huh? Filthy? Hospital bed?” His eyes widened as if they could shoot sparks and burn me.

“Exactly. But why do you keep repeating what I say? Are you mentally disabled?”

The sound of laughter like laughing and crying continued to resound, giving me goosebumps. Brian turned his face to the side and laughed.

When he turned his head to look directly at me, I saw tears welling up in the corners of his eyes.

He laughs so much that he sheds tears, right?

My instincts told me something bad was going to happen, so I quickly ran away despite him calling my name. However, the sound of the broken pot made my legs stop and I couldn't help but be curious, so I turned my head to look.

The pot was broken and Brian's leg was also bleeding profusely. Perhaps his old wound had been torn from that powerful kick.

If I hadn't run before, I would definitely be a substitute for that pot.

Things were out of my control, so I ignored him. He's a man, so even if he bleeds a little more, he won't die, only me, if I worry about him, get close to him, I'll die. I didn't want to die yet, so I continued to run straight to my room.