Chapter 30
Finley exclaimed and subconsciously wrapped her arms around Bryan’s neck.
“Bryan, what are you doing?” Finley was still mad at Bryan. She glared at Bryan with her bright eyes, looking like an angry puppy.
She seemed harmless.
Bryan looked down at Finley and curled up his thin lips slightly.
With Finley in his arms, Bryan went upstairs step by step while the others watched the couple in surprise.
At the door of the master bedroom, Bryan let go of Finley.
When he opened the door, Finley took the opportunity to run away.
Finley knew by instinct that Bryan was up to nothing good.
Finley was two steps away from Bryan when a strong hand was on her wrist and pulled her into the bedroom.
Bryan slammed the door behind him and then pinned Finley on the door. It was dim in the room because there were no lights on.
The cool mint fragrance of Bryan came through the tip of Finley’s nose.
lowered his head and caught the sign of
you scared?” His voice was low, sexy, and charming. “Didn’t you
pressed her palms against Bryan’s
clearly feel strong
Plop! Plop!
moment when Finley couldn’t tell whose heartbeats
was
as well as
Calvin do something embarrassing in
to share her husband with a man when Bryan
up her plan
Bryan lowered his head and kissed her on
pushed Bryan away forcefully and said in a calm
had thought that she could accept a bisexual man as
was
in time instead of living with regret for
This speech astonished Bryan.
Finley on the shoulders tightly, and the atmosphere around the
“What did you say?”
The anger from Bryan didn’t intimidate Finley. She said in a flat tone, “Let’s divorce now. I had a pipe
dream.”
Bryan was so angry that he laughed. “Who do you think I am? Do I look like a fool whom you can get married to or divorce at will? Finley, you have thought too highly of yourself.”
Bryan became agitated. With a snap, he turned on the light, unbuttoned his shirt, and walked to the bed.
Finley looked around, and endless emotions surged up in her heart.
This was the second time that Finley came to this room. Finley felt that years had passed though she and Bryan just got married a few days ago.
“Bryan.” Finley approached Bryan. “We have different goals in this marriage. We should prevent further mistakes by a divorce.”
Bryan kept unbuttoning his shirt with a cold face.
“The divorce procedure is simple. I will make a reservation tomorrow morning. We can end this mess quickly if you spare some time in the afternoon…”
“Finley Keith!” Bryan turned around and looked at Finley coldly. “You’re anxious to divorce me. Have you found a new target?”
“Wh–what?” Finley stammered, which was rare for her.
Bryan approached Finley with a sullen face. “Do you intend to find another target after the divorce? What a wish!”
After that, Bryan pulled Finley on the waist by his slender hands and pinned her on the large–sized and soft bed domineeringly…