Chapter 47

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A/N: When you talk about couple goals, what's the first scene you imagine for yourself and awe?

"You'are a furious women just like your mum Snow. Well your fake mum." Jonathan smirks.

"F-fake mum?" I ask being confused.

"Yes, you're not a Clifford. You're lucky to be adopted by Roselyn Clifford, my wife." He says gritting his teeth, leaning closer to me.

My whole body fills with goose bumps and his words keep repeating inside my head.

I'm not who I used to think, I don't even have an identity.

I'm not Snow Clifford, I'm just Snow, only Snow.

"Stop blabbering you sick bastard! He's just trying to hurt your feelings Snow! Don't listen to him!" Zayn shouts from behind and the next moment I find him struggling in one of my dad's men arms.

Dad, he's not my dad, he never was.

How much pain god? How much? Take me to you now, take me to the place I came from and I've to return. If I've to return to you, why not now?

"Utter what you want and leave them." I cry as my tears become more uncontrollable, only to make him laugh.

"I want you to sign this." He calmly tells pulling out a paper from his pocket.

I look at the paper widening my eyes and then at him.

"The paper says you're giving all the properties which is on your name to your father because you love your loving father sooooooooo muchhh." He makes a nasty puppy face looking at me.

"Properties on m-my name?" I ask. I'm tired of so many confusing questions at a time really.

"Yes!" He yells, his eyes fill with anger. "Yes properties! As the power of attorney says! Your mother decided to give you this big fat house and all of her properties to you when you'll turn eighteen! The amount of properties Roselyn had, is more than enough to feed your next ten generations! Roselyn wanted to adopt you the day she laid her eyes on you in the church orphanage. Little did I knew this orphan with no family would destroy my family one day." I see his chest rising up and falling down, his full face turned red in anger.

He's the man about whom I was getting afraid of his little anxiety attacks? Did I forgive this exact man because he was struggling with his life? Where is that sick father?

Little did I knew this orphan with no family would destroy my family one day.

His words start to hit against my heart like poisoned bullets.

"Why you were trying to marry me off to Luke just after I turned eighteen? Answer me please, please." I whisper with a low sob, more tears begging to come down from my eyes.

"It had nothing to do with this. I was just keeping my promise, to shrug off my so called responsibilities for you from my shoulders." He shrugs his shoulders as if it created no impact in my life.

"Don't sign the papers Snow! He's lying!" Zayn tells from behind and I turn around hearing him screaming in pain.

"Stop hurting him." I yell going near the black suited man who iss throwing punches at Zayn's stomach.

"Sign it and get rid of it. This is the easiest way for both of us, especially you poor lady." Jonathan shrugs his shoulders looking at me, pointing at Harry and then Zayn.

Yes Jonathan! I can never call him dad again, never!

I look around. There are six men around us who works for Jonathan and they're not possible to turn down, at least not Aline by me. Harry's face is buried in his chest, he's breathing heavily, and his eyes filled with anger. On the other hand, Zayn would never be able to defeat the muscular man beside him. We're trapped.

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