Dauntless God Of War novel Chapter 391

“Hey, Marilyn, don't do this!”

Harold sighed when he felt Marilyn's passionate advances.

Although Marilyn was aware that Harold wasn't asleep, his response surprised her, causing her to freeze.

“Do... you not like me? Am I not beautiful enough for you?” Marilyn asked, her heart beating nervously.

“No. You're gorgeous. There are not many women in this world whose beauty would come close to yours.”

Harold paused after he spoke, unsure if it was appropriate for him to continue.

Under the cover of darkness, the shy Marilyn blushed upon hearing Harold's words.

As her cheeks began to burn, her heart fluttered at the warmth welling up within her.

“But I have given my heart to Bella from the very beginning. What happened between us was an accident.”

In the end, Harold decided to make his feelings clear. He carefully chose his words while providing Marilyn with an explanation, during which he felt like a jerk.

Nevertheless, he didn't want to betray the love he had for Isabella. What happened between him and Marilyn was unintentional. Hence, he was reluctant to go further down the wrong path for fear of losing whatever slim chance he had of reconciling with Isabella.

No sooner had he spoken than Harold felt Marilyn's body tremble behind him.

As warm teardrops silently fell on his back, the vengeance they carried made him feel as if they would sear him with their heat.

Despite knowing that his words had hurt Marilyn, he didn't expect such a strong reaction from her.

Soon, his entire shirt was drenched by her tears.

“You're lying to me. If you only care about Isabella, why did you rescue me from the wedding? Why didn't you just let me marry that crazy pig?”

The more Marilyn spoke, the more sorrowful she became until she burst into tears at the end.

“I... was just trying to make it up to you. I couldn't bear to see you forced into a situation against your will!” Harold replied candidly after a brief pause.

Behind him, Marilyn finally stopped crying but didn't say anything in response.

Harold, not knowing what to say, kept mum too. He knew that every word that rolled off his tongue was like a dagger in her heart.

After a long bout of hesitation, Marilyn began to move right before Harold attempted to break the awkward silence.

Amidst the darkness, she flipped the sheets aside and climbed out of Harold's bed. She then headed toward the door after putting her clothes back on.

Barely had Harold heaved a sigh of relief when Marilyn suddenly stopped at the entrance.

“Harold Campbell, I don't need you to make amends nor want your sympathy!”

Immediately after, Marilyn covered her mouth as she hurriedly left his room.

Harold's words had not only hurt her but embarrassed her at the same time.

I offered myself to him, yet he rejected me. He's such an idiot!

Upon returning to her room, Marilyn slumped to the floor with her back against the door before she started to sob.

As for Harold, he was relieved after sharing with her his true feelings.

Even though my words have hurt her, it's better she feels the pain now instead of being devastated by the truth later.

He believed that time would gradually heal her wounds.

Soon, daybreak arrived after a short two-hour sleep. Harold quietly slipped out of the Schmidt residence without bidding Marilyn farewell.

“Marilyn, where's Harold?”

At eight in the morning, Marilyn's mother passed by Harold's room and noticed that the door was open. When there was no sign of him, she inquired with Marilyn about his whereabouts.

“Isn't he in his room?” Marilyn, with her heavy eyebags, threw the question back at her mother, Jeslyn.

“His room is empty, while his bed has been all made up. Did he flee out of fear of those drug lords from Jinrich?” Jeslyn asked anxiously.

Due to her absence, she didn't see what Harold did at Paradise Hotel the day before.

She simply learned that Harold was someone important from the conversation of others.

All of a sudden, Marilyn's body trembled when her mother's words triggered a thought in her mind.

“What he told me last night must have been a lie. He must be worried that he would fail to survive the encounter with Jinrich's powerful drug lords. That's why he said all those things to make me forget him. He's such a liar...”