But I had been chasing Clyde for ten years. I wasn’t just Angela Duncan; I was his secretary. I had taken care of him for ten years. Isn’t that proof enough that I loved him?
I simply wanted Nick to hand the phone back to Clyde.
Clyde snatched the phone away.
"We didn’t bet on anything. Angela, I just want to spend a week with Betty before getting married."
"After marriage, you’ll enter a hellish cage, and you can no longer associate with Betty. I can’t let people say that Betty is a third party."
Hearing this, my heart felt colder than the weather at minus ten degrees.
Is marrying me entering hell? I almost cried as I asked.
"Clyde, so you deliberately tricked me to come here? And you intentionally cut off the water and electricity just because you don’t want me to disturb you?"
Clyde, on the other hand, was silent for a moment before speaking.
"Angela, can you help me and Betty for a week? Stay there for a week, and after that, I will respect the marriage agreement agreed by the elders and marry you."
"For just this week, I want to belong to Betty. Don’t call me again; I’ll block all your contact information in the next few days and then unblock it after the marriage."
After saying those words, he hung up the phone without waiting for me to respond.
I called his number again, but it was no longer connected. He had really blocked me.
The phone was turned off at that moment.
It was minus ten degrees outside, and my fingers were so stiff that I couldn't straighten them.
If I don't leave here, without water and electricity, I will die.
Knowing that there was still a bit of gas in my car's tank, I opened the car, let my phone charge a little, and then called my best friend.
My best friend said they would send someone to drive over immediately.
Half an hour later, my best friend sent a snowplow and an off-road vehicle.
In this way, I drove the snowplow in front and the off-road vehicle behind. Finally, at 10:30 PM, I managed to drive 20 to 30 miles to get home.
When Clyde saw me returning, his face hardened. He waved his hand, signaling the bodyguards to block me at the door.
"Angela, you didn’t understand what I told you, did you? Why do you keep coming to disturb me and Betty?"
Clyde’s cold eyes made me want to turn around and get on the off-road vehicle and leave. But all the supplies stored here for the heavy snow were bought by me, and my dowry is also here. Why should I leave?