“I want to make something clear before the wedding.”

Dyffrin turned to face Evelyn.

“I won’t care about whatever you do, so I hope you won’t interfere with my affairs either.”

“……?”

“And you should know that I have no intention of laying a finger on you.

Of course, we’ll be using separate rooms as well.”

Dyffrin recited what was about to happen to him, as if informing his employees of instructions.

Watching him, Evelyn thought,

No matter what, I will divorce him 2 years later and get a large alimony.

However, contrary to Evelyn’s resolution, their relationship flowed in an unpredictable direction.

* * *

“Why are you so adamant about not getting divorced?

Is it because of your pride?”

“Because I don’t want to.”

“You don’t even love me!”

Dyffrin wrapped his arms around Evelyn’s waist and pulled her closer.

It was a kiss that felt like it would swallow her whole.

He violently bit her lips and ravaged her mouth, almost to the point that it was difficult to breathe properly.

When Evelyn repeatedly hit his chest forcefully, he barely pulled his lips away.

“Isn’t this the kind of love you want?

Kissing and making love in the bedroom.”

Evelyn shot back with a sarcastic tone.

Dyffrin didn’t care and grabbed Evelyn’s wrist, dragging her.

“Let’s go to the bedroom right now.

If you want, I can hold you tenderly and whisper sweet words of love.”

“…I’m really disappointed.”

“Aren’t I already the worst man for you?

Being disappointed in me doesn’t bother me much.”

Saying so, Dyffrin pressed his lips against Evelyn’s once again.

“Evelyn.

Divorce is not an option for me.

So, change your mind.”