Chapter 3 

When I got home, I locked myself in my bedroom. My that hurt terribly. 

The sound of my phone ringing woke me fromth 

the verge of sleep–it was my mother calling 

She hail been playing Mahjong with the aunts and, seeing that I had answered the phone, immediately rushed out of the game rooms. 

“Sweetheart, why are your eyes so red? 

I didn’t say anything, bat emilia’t hide the expression m my face. I fought hard against the urge to cry. 

or a while, I shook my head and gestured: “I’m fine.” 

It was my Exlt, I had been headstrong, ignoring my parents‘ objections to be with Isaac, 

Even when Isaac Carter kneeled in front of them my parents remained unmoved. 

They had said Isaac’s parents looked down on me because I was mate and that eventually, I would be the one to suffer. 

I was too young to understand. I believed that love could overcome all. 

But now, as we were about to get married, Isaac’s parents still hadn’t come to ask for my hand. All the preparations were done by us. 

Now, I could see my mother was right, but I couldn’t bring myself to tell her how much I was suffering. 

“Macon brought back two diamond necklaces from abroad. He heard you have a close friend.” 

“He got rivo, one for you and one for your friend” 

I froze for a moment. This time, I couldn’t hold back my tears. They fell uncontrollably as I told her everything–how wrong I had been, how much I was hurting. 

My mother was furious. She had never supported my marriage to Isaac, and had been pushing me to marry Macon all along 

But I had stayed in Newford, unwilling to come home. 

Now, she insisted that I return home quickly. She said she was going to arrange my marriage to Macom 

Ididn’t resist anymore and accepted her arrangement. 

I refused her offer to come pick me up, telling her she could start preparing for the wedding. 

I would definitely be there. 

up the phone 

After comforting me for a while, my mother angrily hung up 

Isaac didn’t return home until late, as if he were punishing me for my behavior today. 

It suddenly hit me–he had already changed the way he treated me. 

I had spent so much time under other people’s wings that I had forgotten what true love looked like. 

Lignored the sound of his footsteps entering the room, and walked into the kitchen to get a bottle of water to soothe my sore throat. 

He followed me in frowning, and snatched the water bottle from my hand. 

“I told you, no ice water! 

He poured the cold water out and replaced it with warm water. 

I didn’t take it. I turned and walked back to my bedroom. 

I couldn’t stand anything he gave me anymore. 

15:10 

Love, a Hollow Promise 

Chapter 3 

He followed me again, holding the water bottle. 

“Why are you so mad?” 

“Emily Taylor just wanted to help you pick a nice wedding dress.” 

“If it’s because I accidentally called you mute on the way here, I’ll apologize.” 

I grew agitated and pushed him away, gesturing strongly for him to leave. 

Suddenly, he knelt at my feet. 

“I’m sorry. Please don’t be mad.” 

ras shocked. Love could be acted out like this. 

I couldn’t stand his fake affection anymore. I drank the water in one go and gestured for him to leave. 

“Time, I’ll go. But let me check your throat first.” He cupped my face, trying to make me open my mouth. 

I dodged his hands, but he was more persistent than me. 

I was so fed up with him that when he insisted. I opened my mouth, just wanting him to finish and leave. 

But then he suddenly leaned in, pressing his lips to mine, forcing his way into my mouth. 

I shoved him away in panic and slapped his face. 

I felt my stomach churn, barely stopping myself from throwing up. 

This finally made him truly angry. He turned and stormed out of the house