"Daisy, do you know what your mistake is?" He asks, his hardness rubbing between my buttocks. I stay silent because I'm not allowed to speak.
"That you said 'yes' to marrying me." He spanks my buttocks, grinding his shaft against my wetness. "Theref...
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Daisy's P.O.V. Flashback
Five Years Ago
After putting on my dress, I step out of the room, searching for Luke. Last night, he was just about to reveal the reason for his hatred towards me. Couldn't I have fainted just a minute later?
However, now I know the truth. I won't back off until Luke answers why he despises me.
I stop as I see him sitting at the dining table having breakfast.
Be strong, Daisy. Confront him; it's high time.
Encouraging myself, I walk over to him.
"Luke," I whisper, standing beside him, and he looks up from his breakfast, his face devoid of any emotion. "I—"
I pause as he hurls a bunch of papers at me, startling me. They fall to the floor, and I stare at Luke, trying to read his expression. But his face is unreadable, his eyes cold.
I slowly bend down to pick up the scattered papers from the floor, my hands trembling slightly. "What is this?" I ask, glancing up at him.
Luke replies in a curt tone, "Divorce papers."
I freeze as his words reach my ears. I feel like someone has knocked the breath out of my lungs. Divorce? Why?
My chest becomes heavy. I can't breathe.
Tears prickle at the corners of my eyes as I look up at him, searching for any sign of remorse or hesitation. But there is no emotion in his eyes.
"But... but why?" I stammer, unable to comprehend what's happening.
He responds, "Because I don't want you in my life anymore. I'm tired of you." His expression remains impassive as he stares directly into my eyes.
I feel as if the ground has been ripped out from beneath me. Why is he divorcing me suddenly? I endured everything until now just to face this day.
No. I won't sign the divorce papers. I know I may sound crazy, but I still won't give up on him and our marriage.
After taking a deep breath to steady myself, I gather the papers in my trembling hands and stand up.
With shaky hands, I push the papers back towards him. "I won't sign them," I declare, my tone wavering but firm. "Luke, I won't let you walk away from me like this. I want to know why you despise me."
"You already know why I hate you, Daisy." He stands up, pushing away his chair, and pulls me to him by grabbing my arms. "Stop the fucking drama, sign the divorce papers, and leave." He pushes me away.
"I won't sign them. Luke, I won't leave you." I declare, my eyes filled with unwavering determination fixed on him.
He turns his back to me and utters after a few seconds of silence. "You're making a mistake, Daisy. You're just making things harder for yourself."
