“This is ridiculous! What is happening in this family?!” He stomped his foot, then pointed at me. “And you! She’s your wife! Can’t you control her behavior or somethign?”
“Dad, would you let me control her?” I retorted. “If you give me permission, I’ll handle everything.”
“If not, her bad reputation will sooner or later be used by the board of directors against you.” I looked him straight in the eye. “But Dad, if you really let me manage her, I guarantee Lucia will listen.”
“Fine! Do it! Control her every move!" James shouted and walked away angrily.
“Dear husband, should I accompany you?” Amelia asked softly.
“No need.” James waved her away.
Amelia sighed. “Three years of marriage and I still don’t know what kind of man he is.”
“And why do you think he married you?” I asked, laughing.
Not long after, Lucia came back. She didn’t stay with Asher. In fact, she didn’t seem worried about him at all. It was obvious she only cared about how to punish me.
As soon as she entered the bedroom, she grabbed a leather whip.
“Mateo, you bastard! I gave you a chance to get into our rich family and you still complain?” she added, “You even caused problems for me—do you want to die?!”