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Emma was sitting on his bed. Looking out of the big window. The weather was chilly due to the winter and the cold winds blowing everywhere. Warm sunrays were coming out of the big window, making the ambience a little warmer.
It was perfect weather to enjoy. Emma saw birds flying freely in the vast blue sky. Without any worries, without any tensions, without any restriction. Her mind was filled with various thoughts. What if she were also a bird? She would be free, like them. She would not have had any restrictions in her life; she would have been independent. but now she feels trapped. trapped in this golden cage. trapped under his fist. The thread of her life woul be in his hands now. She would do as he pleased. She would dance on his fingers like a robot.
A lone tear dropped from her eyes, making her cheeks wet. But Emma was not a weak girl who wouldhe wantst defeat that easily. She would show them that he conothingbreak r that easily. If he thinks that he will do whatever e wnts to her, then he is wrong; she will prove him wrong. Why would she bear his barbaric behaviour? Why would she bear his humiliation? His torture when she has done nothng wrong. She will confront him like a brave woman. She will show him she is not weak. If he thinks he will impose his rights on her just by marrying her, then he is absolutely wrong. This marriage means nothing to her. She doesn't accept him as her husband. She will never accept a vile person like him as her husband. She is a strong woman with strong willpower.
Emma was consoling herself while thinking again and again that she is strong and she should not fear him. She should not let him overpower her. Once she shows him her weakness, he will not hesitate for a second to crumble her under his feet. She was feeling lucky to have a sister like Hannah. The girl has always supported her in her low times, and today she also called her in the morning, asking about her well-being. She knows what kind of monster her sister's husband is, and she couldn't help but call her. Emma told her that she was okay except for that incident when he was trying to violate her.
Emma didn't dare get out of his bedroom and go outside; she was not interested in seeing his face or anyone else right now. She was mentally exhausted and just wanted to live alone. It was ten in the morning. But how can she forget that nothing happens in her life as she wishes?
A knock on the door made her come out of her reverie. She averted her eyes and looked at the closed door. She knew it would be one of the maids, as he was not that polite to knock in his own bedroom. He would directly enter without thinking about anything.
She doesn't want that maid to come inside, but she couldn't let her stand outside and knock on the door, so she told the person standing on the opposite side to come in. revelling in a maid in her thirties in uniform.
The maid stood in front of Emma, bowed to her, and spoke.
"Mrs. Jeon , Mr. Jungkook has called you for breakfast; please come."
Emma's eyes snapped towards the maid, hearing her calling her Mrs. Jeon. Even having his name attached to him made her feel disgusted. She immediately corrected her.
