Chapter 4

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Asteria Celeste Averix Levington POV

She just lay down next to me. Will she not even apologize for what she did to me?

I can't restrain my tears; they keep flowing. My face is wet as well.

She mentioned she wouldn't touch me if I didn't want her to. She expressed having great respect for me.

Where did he mention that? Did he consume that? What is this? She contradicted her own promise, her own statement. I gave him a disapproving look.

"I called you a devil," I uttered amidst my sobs.

She simply gave me a cold stare. I'm uncertain why Mom and Dad placed their trust in me regarding this girl.

She showed no respect towards me.

"I hope you showed me respect," I murmured weakly, still in tears.

She appears to have abandoned the idea of apologizing. Not a single word escaped her lips. I shifted and turned away from her. I don't wish to see her due to what she did to me.

I accepted the arranged marriage solely to avoid disobeying my parents, who have provided me with everything. I aim to prevent any disappointment on their part.

Had enduring this been the sole hardship, I wouldn't have consented. However, despite everything she has done to me, I find myself unable to break free. I possess every right to escape from this situation; I just can't bring myself to leave her.

I can't fathom the reason; it's a feeling I don't understand about myself. Despite the repeated pain she inflicts, I'm unable to part ways. Expressing my emotions is all I can do. Earlier, she seemed like a voracious creature, yet I believe there are emotions developing for her.

Upon waking, I sensed someone's gaze fixed on me. I cautiously opened my eyes just a bit to identify the person. To my surprise, she was staring at me, causing an immediate sense of panic, prompting me to hastily shut my eyes.

Why is she gazing at me? I sensed her hand gently touching my face, and she planted a kiss on my lips – a mere peck, yet I feel an exhilarating urge to jump with joy.

Despite all she put me through, I still experienced genuine excitement. I sensed her face drawing closer to mine and she took hold of one of my hands.

"Estria, I'm deeply sorry for my actions."she uttered.

"Estria, I deeply regret my actions."She said apologizing. She addresses me as Estria, a name whose origin eludes me. But goodness, is this genuine? She apologized.

"I sincerely apologize." I sensed her rising and heading to the bathroom. I've just awakened, although I've been conscious for some time.

I rose but promptly sat back down due to the pain between my thighs, illustrating its intensity. While Kian remained in the bathroom, I remained seated, my stomach audibly expressing its discontent with rumbling and complaints.

"Let's wait a moment, just sit down because the pain persists, you know. It's the reason I can't stand properly," I murmured to myself, gazing at my stomach.

The bathroom door opened, and Kian proceeded towards the closet. Meanwhile, I stumbled towards the bathroom. I was aware Kian observed this, as I could see from my own perspective that she was watching me.

I stepped into the bathroom.

I realized I was completely undressed. What the heck! I walked into the bathroom in the nude, and she was still gazing at me. It was embarrassing. I had just taken a shower and felt the chilly water, as cold as my wife.

I exited and headed to the kitchen, still catching my breath. Upon reaching there, I took a seat in one of the chairs. My private area is really painful.

I made my way to the fridge, even though walking was quite challenging. What should I prepare? Perhaps just bacon and eggs with fried rice.

I was cooking calmly when I sensed someone observing me. I turned to identify the person – Kian. Who else is present with me?

I redirected my attention to the cooking task. Placing the finished dish on the table, I ate in silence. I'll head to the office later; work awaits, after all. The taste is truly delightful, and now my stomach is satisfied.

"Ouch," I softly exclaimed as I accidentally bit my tongue.

"Estria, I need to head to the office now," she informed me.

"Alright," I responded briefly. Somehow, the anger still lingers. However...

"Are you upset with me?" Kian inquired abruptly. I glanced at her.

"What do you think?" I replied to her question. Does she even have to ask? Isn't it obvious?

"I apologize for my actions last night," she paused.

"I simply can't control myself," she continued.

"I'm just angry and..." She glanced at me.

"Jealous," she whispered that last word. I swiftly turned to look at her. Did I mishear her? Was my hearing playing tricks on me?

My heart raced with excitement. She was Envious.

"Why are you jealous?" l asked.

"That girl you encountered last night is quite bothersome. She's pretending as if you and her are very close." I'm genuinely thrilled. I promptly covered my mouth as my smile was unstoppable. We went to the office together, and I entered Kian's car.

She assisted me in walking since my private part was still hurting. As we entered the elevator, I noticed Kate joining us. The bringer of gloom, really. My day was already enjoyable, and now she's about to put a damper on it.

"Hey, lover girl," I heard the newcomer say. She even went ahead and kissed Kian, and this girl appeared content.

Unable to endure it any longer, I left. It's awkward for them, and I might be an intrusion. However, walking was challenging due to the reasons you already know. I just clung to the wall here. My office is quite a distance from this place.

"Miss, are you experiencing difficulty walking?" inquired a man. I simply nodded.

"Allow me to escort you to your office," he said, guiding me.

"By the way, miss, I'm Felix Watts," he introduced himself.

"Asteria Celeste Averix," I didn't mention Levington. She was occupied, messing around inside the elevator.

"Pleasure to meet you," he said, offering a smile.

"Pleasure to meet you too"I responded, expressing my gratitude as well.

"See you around," he assured with a smile before departing. He's genuinely kind. I hope that's the end of it, right?

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