Be Your Own Spring novel Chapter 45

"Don't. Fucking. Call. Me. That" I warned her knowing that she is just rubbing salt on my wound by calling me by my name.

She stepped towards me with fury running in her eyes, "Or what huh? Or what?!.... You'll punch me? Go on." I was shocked to hear that she thinks that I will physically ever hurt her.

She continued, "Yeah don't like it when people talk to you like that huh? Now do you? but guess what 'Mr.Kezr'?" She mocked my name, "You raise your voice at me, then so will I."

"Stop, before I fucking do something that you'll regret." I warned her and yet again she dismissed it.

"No, please do, I already allowed you to.... didn't I?" She crossed her arms in front of her chest.

"So, I was right all along, you really are a gold digger. You showed your true colours today. All your act went down the fucking drain." I saw tears fall from her eyes which she wiped furiously.

"And I was right as well, you're the narcissistic fucker, who thinks he can tame me with his vile mouth." She snapped. Cursing again and not realizing it.

Iam going to lose my patience anytime now.

I chuckled darkly and stood up from my seat and looked at her up and down, "Oh, look at you, acting all fiesty and all. Now come on, tell me, Why did you fucking marry me? Why did you destroy my life?"

"You-" she went to say something but I cut her off.

"You know? that day at the beach you looked really genuine and I saw a different side of you, but now looking back, I am just angry at myself at how I didn't realise what kind of a person you were. Using a parent card to gain sympathy now are we? Tell me, before this job what did you do. I know! Maybe you were too busy being a prosti-"

Slap

I felt a harsh sting to my cheek and my head whipped to the side.

I slowly turned to look at Rozella and saw her face. Her eyes held some type of fire that I have never seen in them and I finally realized what I said.

To say regret hit me like a fucking ton of bricks would be a fucking understatement.

I didn't realize what I was saying, too much faired into anger and heartbreak.

"I regret marrying a narcissistic, arrogant, vile and wicked man, like you, who doesn't respect anyone and guess what? Doesn't deserve any either." My heart clenched at the words she used for me and how she regrets marrying me. Anyone would.

"You wanted to know why I married you, I'll tell you. Nobody gave me a choice, when you had a choice, you were the one who decided to marry me not the other way around. So, whenever you think of blaming somebody, blame your fucking self, because I had adoptive and controlling parents, who made me marry you and if I didn't, then they would have either locked me in the basement and given me no food or would have beaten me till the sunrise, because yes, that has happened."

My heart started racing badly at what she said and how abusive her adoptive parents were. I knew they were fuckers but not mother fuckers.