Chapter 175: I'll Show You What Forced Means
Arthur's eyes swept over the untouched plate of pasta on the table. His voice was low, almost a growl.
"I forgot to prepare your dinner. If you're hungry, you can still go out."
I didn't even look up. I didn't want to look at him.
"Serena, you did this on purpose."
His words cracked like a whip. I could feel the heat of his anger pressing against my skin.
"No. You're imagining things."
My tone was calm, icy. I copied the way he spoke earlier when he told Anna he didn't know me.
"Don't push me. My patience is limited."
That voice slid through the air, and when I finally met his eyes, the look there sent a shiver down my spine. He looked like a man on the edge.
"You can have it. I'm tired. I'm going to bed."
Even now, furious as I was, I still couldn't go too far. I wasn't stupid enough to poke the bear without fear of the bite.
His expression shifted so fast it stunned me. The fury faded, replaced by something darker, a faint curve pulling at his lips. That smile was dangerous and beaut

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