Chapter9 My Best Friend

My hands grabbed the papers I was reading, but I barely looked at them because my mind was preoccupied with the message I saw on his phone. It was from a girl, who was saying how amazing he was last night, and she really loves the branded expensive lingerie set he gifted her this morning. He spent the night with one of his nightstands I can't even believe I'm going to marry someone like him. He is a manwhore for real. I hate you! I kept my hand over my head, breathing heavily. I quickly took the water bottle placed in front of me and gulped it down. Suddenly, a sharp pressure formed inside of me, and I coughed hard. Tears started coming out of my eyes. There is no way I will marry him, not in this fucking life. Never! It's final. I will say a big no to him. I just can't do this. As for Ivaan, he is mature enough to solve his own life problems. I just can't marry that man. He practically forced Ivaan to marry him with the threat of ruining Ivaan's life, but now I don't care. I