After the previous meal, Dylan felt frustrated and angry. Even though the fire in his heart had not yet subsided, he had no idea how to release it aside from taking it out on someone.

“You disgusting bastard, it’s because you didn’t want it in the first place! Weren’t you the one saying I’m repulsive?” Eliana pushed him away and fought back.

“It’s repulsive because of what happened at the dining table. And you’re right, haven’t we had enough repulsive things between us?”

Dylan pulled Eliana off the bed and onto the ground, causing her arm to hit the bedside table, shaking in pain.

“Get away…”

“I won’t leave, Eliana....