In summer days, the weather was much hotter in the afternoon.
Located at the top of the mountain, Hunk's mansion was filled with joy. Everyone was busy working in the front yard.
A small black shadow appeared stealthily in the garden.
Suddenly, a sound of footsteps came from afar. Angelia Wilson hurriedly opened a door nearby and hid into it.
Just when she turned around, she heard a big crash.
With a sudden sharp pain in the back of her head, she blacked out and fell to the ground.
At this time, a middle-aged man in a trim suit was standing outside the room, commanding the others, "Hurry up and get ready. Miller's wedding car was arriving later! Stop dawdling! "
…
"It hurts so much..."
"Who's pushing her?"
Angelia frowned, the sharp pain from the back of her head kept her from opening eyes.
"My goodness! Claudia, why are you still sleeping? It's been a while since the wedding car arrived." Said a woman.
'Who's talking?' Angelia thought. 'What a pain!'
"Stop murmuring..." She gave a hard cry.
The woman said something again. Finally, it was quiet again.
There was a chaos in Angelia's mind. She was sleepy to death, but someone kept shaking her.
She opened her eyes difficultly and founded that she was being grabbed by several people and they were walking out. Her eyes seemed to be covered with a veil and she could not see anything clearly.
Angelia's head still hurt a lot.
"…Where will you bring me to?"
"Miss Hunk, the wedding car has arrived. We'll take you there."
'Wedding... Wedding car?' Angelia thought and blinked.
Her minds were in a whirl that she couldn't react for what happened, until there was a car in front of her and those people managed to put her into the car.
"I…I don't want to get married..."
There are no expressions on those bridesmaids' faces. They ignored Angelia's weak voice at all and put her in the car immediately.
Then the door was locked.
The noise around was momentarily cut off by the door.
The quiet environment made Angelia's head more painful. Leaning weakly on the back seat, she felt drowsy again and fell asleep in a short time.
…
Angelia head hurt so badly.
She felt it was about to crack.
On the wide bed, Angelia, the petite girl, was lying on her side on the quilt, with her delicate body decorated by a white wedding dress.
She couldn't help frowning and her lips were slightly dry because of the lack of water.
She opened her eyes with difficulty and a white ceiling entered into her sight. A long veil was hung by a golden hook and fell on the four corners of the bed.
There is a faint smell of mint in the air.
"Have you had enough sleep? Get out of here! "
Suddenly a cold voice sounded full of anger.
The chaos in Angelia's mind was suddenly swept away by the voice and her mind became clear.
When she raised her head toughly, there was another sharp pain coming from the back of her head.
"Uh... That hurts..." Angelia said.
The deep nice male voice continued to say something.
She couldn't hear clearly, but it was definitely not a good word.
He frowned discontentedly.
'Such a nice voice, but…really nasty.' Angelia thought.
A hand suddenly reached out, pinched Angelia's chin, and raised her sweet face.
With her eyes moving up slowly, a handsome face appeared in front of her. His nose was high. He had a pair of sharp eyes and the pupils were dark and deep. His thin lips were slightly curving up, but with some appearance of scorn instead of smiling.
He was looking at Angelia with a cold sight.
"Do you want to get my sympathy? Unfortunately, I have never known the meaning of 'sympathy'."
Angelia blinked. Her minds had always been in a chaos till just now. She was even unable to think when she saw the approaching face.
"Why am I here?"
"Well…"
The man sneered, with sexy lips continued to spit out merciless words, looking at her indifferently.
"I'll give you three seconds to get out of my bed."