Chapter 17

Marcelo forced a gentle smile, but something about it felt menacing, almost dangerous. He grabbed Emelie's arm as well, followed quickly by Connor, who held onto her other arm. If they hadn't been afraid of hurting her, they might have already pulled her into their arms and taken her away by force. With three hands gripping her at once, Emelie had no choice but to fully wake up. The moment she opened her eyes and saw the Horton brothers, her mood soured instantly. "As you can see, I'm really married. This isn't a joke, and it's not some game. I won't go back with you. I've married Tyler. I have my own home now, and there's no place for you in it." Emelie's voice was sharp and resolute as she pushed their hands away. "I'm not choosing any of you." Her words echoed in their minds, over and over, as if mocking them with the painful truth—she didn't want them anymore. As Anthony stared at her, his eyes were filled with confusion and disbelief. "Why?" he asked, voicing the question