Their wedding night.
Although Andrew Family knew about the wedding, only Andrew's grandfather and Andrew came to the scene.
However Sarah knew it was her own ‘feast'.
Andrew didn't say a word at all. Even attending this dinner was forced by Andrew's grandfather.
After dinner, Andrew's grandfather told them to go back to their room and have a rest.
Just they entering the room, the door was kicked strongly by a slender leg
A cold wind swept over her.
The man held her hand tightly without any pity.
"What are you doing?"
She felt the pain from her wrists and she frowned. Looking up at him, her eyes hit his eyes which were full of thought and coldness by chance.
Andrew closed his lips like a line on the paper, showing his chill.
"Grandfather told us to sleep in the same room, but it didn't mean we had to sleep on the same bed. You sleep on the sofa!"
"I have to sleep on the sofa?"
The lady raised her eyebrows and then took a glance at that big bed, a British King-size bed. She held her arms in front of her chests and said, "No, you sleep on the sofa."
Shaking off his hand, she went straight to bed.
"This is my bed. You can't sleep here"
Andrew twisted her wrist, got her up and pushed her to the sofa.
Then the quilt was thrown directly at her.
His bed, she couldn't get a step closer.
Sarah bit her lip as she watched herself drift away from the bed.
Would the pregnancy plan be suspended?
Whatever, she had to get the seeds first.
Andrew looked at her with disdain because this woman was the first one who dared to threaten him!
And took away the identity of his wife!
"Tonight is the first day, and I'll see how long you can bear!"
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