Adele:
Was he serious right now? I gave him a look, barely suppressing a scoff.
“Seriously? I just told you not to bother! And I really don’t want to deal with breaking the news of my marriage to my mom just yet—”
“A contract marriage,” he cut in with his eyes rolling like he was talking to a child. “Alright, I’ll respect your wishes and won’t visit her. But don’t think I’m letting those bills go unpaid. You don’t get to back out of that.”
What the hell was his problem? Why was he so damn persistent? I wondered for a split second if this was his usual level of arrogant, entitled nonsense.
“I can’t back out? Why’s that?” I shot back.
“Because it’s in the contract, remember? You signed it.” He smirked, and I felt my patience wearing thin with each passing second.
“Oh, I didn’t bother
