Chapter 89

The strong scent of roses assailed Juliet and made her stomach churn. She looked at Asher's handsome face and at how confident he looked. He seemed sure that she would give in now that he had compromised. All the emotions that she had suppressed in the past mingled with the irritation she felt and rose up in her throat like bile. She knew how prideful Asher was. Juliet raised her hand and swatted the roses away violently, and the bouquet fell to the floor, sending soft petals scattering everywhere. Asher's smile froze, and no one spoke. "Asher." Juliet's voice was as cold as ice. "I'm not going back with you." Asher's expression gradually turned dark. He stared at the roses strewn all over the floor, and when he looked back up at Juliet, there was a suppressed rage in his eyes. "Haven't you had enough yet, Juliet?" He grabbed her wrist and exerted force. "I left work to come and please you. What else do you want? Must you make us a laughingstock?" Juliet frowned at the pain i