I inadvertently noticed a drop of blood dripping on the floor and subconsciously looked at Sam's hand as I moved forward.
Sam stopped me. "Don't come over. These pieces may cut your feet."
He somewhat moved me, but I still didn't let him off. I pursed my lips and said, "Hmph, just drop the act!"
After saying that, I turned and left the living room.
The consequence of destroying the food Sam had prepared was to suffer hunger at night.
I couldn’t cook, and I was living in Sam’s place, so I had to order takeout.
When the takeaway was delivered, Sam was nowhere to be seen, and the lights in the living room were not on.
Holding the takeaway, I was going to go back to the bedroom and eat when Sam suddenly spoke up and scared me.
“My food is much better than the takeout.”
Sam folded his arms and leaned against the door frame of the study.
His showing up in the middle of the night and scaring me made me mad again.
I glared at him fiercely. "I just love takeouts. Why do you care?"
Just as I was about to step into the bedroom, Sam reminded me, "Sierra, I don't care whether you accept our marriage or not. But what's done is done. You can't change it."
After hearing this, my face turned dark as I kicked the door.
Once again, I took my anger out on the door.
Sam and I went to my parents' house a few days later as per convention.
Sasha and Pedro had not arrived yet. My parents treated Sam warmly and had an enjoyable conversation with him without any regard for my feelings.
Thinking of how I had been cheated and the text message my mother sent me on my wedding day, I felt aggrieved and angry. In the end, I couldn't help but vent my emotions on Sam and glared at him fiercely.
Sam smiled at me.
My anger seemed not to bother him at all.
I asked my parents to go upstairs and questioned them privately.
"I can let Sasha have Pedro if she really likes him. There are plenty of men I can choose! I disagreed with her dating poor Sam in the first place. I could always find a boyfriend as rich as Pedro.
But why did you let me marry Sam in the end? I'm not in love with him! I want an abundant life!"
I spoke to my parents in an angry tone, and my dad slammed the table in fury. "You always care so much about money. Haven't I given you enough money since you were young?"