Fated love: the unwanted bride

Chapter 635: Chapter 635: It’s That Bottle of Contraceptive Pills!

“There won’t be any trouble for the Santos family. In public, you and I are still a loving couple. Any issues with Grandfather, I will handle them all and won’t cause you any trouble. Trust me, I have the public relation skills.”

Ann Nolan laid out all his concerns.

Zaiden Santos’ eyes were bloodshot, a chilling coldness filled his stern gaze.

His pupils contracted, gradually tensing up. Anger spread across his eyes like a prairie fire, leaving nothing untouched.

“I have only one request – sign the divorce agreement first,” Ann Nolan’s voice was calm.

Once the agreement was signed, at least they could sleep in separate beds.

She wouldn’t have to be tormented by him all night.

She didn’t understand why this man’s needs were so great.

One Harper Glorian was not enough; he still had to torment her.

Ann Nolan held the quilt, her fair shoulders exposed to the air.

Her neck was full of kiss marks and ambiguous traces, the leftovers of lust.

This man enjoyed torturing her in bed. In plain words, it was revenge. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

If it weren’t for her love for him, her insistence on marrying him, he could be with the person he loved now.

If it weren’t for her grandfather’s protection, he wouldn’t have to pretend to be a loving husband in public.

Possibly, what she regretted most now was forcing him.

She had already paid the price she deserved – her youth, her love.

What she got in return was a failed marriage.

“Ann Nolan, don’t let me find out you have someone else on the side.”

Zaiden Santos propped his arms on either side of her, his eyes cold, his tone harsh, full of warning.

A lover? Ann Nolan gave a bitter smile.

“Zaiden Santos, Mr. Santos, I know you’re tired. Likewise, I’m also tired. Isn’t it good to sign?”

“Ann Nolan, what did I warn you? Divorce? The word should be brought up by me.”

There was increasing despair in Ann Nolan’s eyes.

“Forget it, let’s pretend I didn’t say anything,” Ann Nolan picked up the clothes on the bed.

She would wait for him to bring it up.

It wouldn’t be long before he got tired of it.

Only half a year into marriage and he was already exhibiting all kinds of impatience.

He was a gentleman in public, graceful and relaxed; behind closed doors, he was hot-tempered and unpleasant.

She got dressed and took a look at him.

On Mr. Santos’ handsome face was a bright red handprint.

He was also looking at her coldly.

The air was filled with a coldness, every molecule carried a chilling frostiness.

The temperature plummeted.

Ann Nolan fled in fear of him doing something outrageous again.

He had been watching her strictly lately, even though he knew she was only going out to meet Jasmine Yale, he was still on guard.

Perhaps because she brought up divorce too often, he believed he was being cuckolded.

Men, they all have some self-respect.

Unfortunately, he was mistaken.

Ann Nolan hurriedly washed up, picked up her phone from the floor, and headed downstairs.

Halfway there, she remembered she had forgotten her contraceptive pills and turned back to the bedroom.

But, as soon as she stepped into the bedroom-

“Thud,” the bag on her shoulder slipped off!

Her face was full of shock and astonishment! Her eyes shattering!

Zaiden Santos had opened her bedside drawer, holding the bottle of contraceptive pills!

Zaiden Santos never used condoms because his grandfather wanted a grandchild.

But Ann Nolan was different, she didn’t want a child.

More importantly, she didn’t want Zaiden Santos’ child.

If a child was born in such a family, it would merely be a torment.

All along, she was the one who secretly took precautions and ate pills. Today, it was like her little secret had been exposed!

The color drained from Ann Nolan’s face instantly, her lips pale, her fingers shaking uncontrollably.

Seeing her come back, Zaiden Santos scoffed, his mouth curving in a mocking smile.