Chapter 4 Marrying Him

• “A-Amanda,” she says. I didn’t look at Dad, and I didn’t look away from Mom’s gaze.
• Mariz clutched my arm with a tinge of pity on her face as I turned to her. I gave her a kind grin. She shouldn’t make such a face at me. In these times, I demand no mercy. That is why I would do it for her.
• “Let’s go home now,” I said, biting my lower lip and nodding. “Marla and Mia are waiting at home.” I shifted my gaze to Mom and Dad, who were already lowering their head. Why are they unable to talk? Didn’t they expect me to come up with a means to repay their debt?