Chapter 2

• Claire opened her eyes only to find herself wrapped in a soft blanket. The blanket had William's smell. A soft smile appeared on her lips not long before it faded away as her face turned into a deep sorrow.
• ‘ He hates me now. Why bother caring about me?’ she thought as she put the blanket aside.
• She was tormented by him whole night and her body was aching. So, she planned to stay in bed for a while. However, the door of her room was kicked open with a loud 'thud' voice and a man with a pair of deep brown yet cold eyes walked in.
• “ William...” she called his first name as she raised her body to sit up. He only smirked at her while walking closer to her. He sat by her side. His eyes narrowed seeing the blanket being kept aside.
• “ Why are you not putting the blanket on? Do you want to catch cold so that I don’t come to your bed? Is this what you are thinking now?” he smirked as he came closer to her earlobes. He whispered into her ear while pinching her chin, “ Listen carefully, Claire Evans! Even if you would be dying, I would still fuck you however I want. You have no way to escape me. ”
• Claire's eyes fluttered seeing the rage and hatred in his eyes directed towards her while he smiled bitterly, saying, “ Speaking of that, I remember that I did fuck you last night without condom. So, you might have guessed why I have come to see you early in the morning. ”
• Claire bit her lips while he took off a pill from his pocket and put it in her hand before saying, “ Swallow this pill! I don’t want you to get pregnant with my child.” Claire pursed her lips as she asked in a hoarse voice, “ Do you really have to push me this harsh?”
• William laughed in his response as he stared at her eyes intensely, “ Do you know why I force you to take these pills whenever I fuck you without condoms? It’s because I don’t want my child to share genes with a woman like you.”
• “ The position you are enjoying right now should have been hers! Claire Evans, if you hadn't fucked my life, I would be a normal happy man, living my life with HER. You brought this to yourself. You snatched our happiness. You dare not think that you can take her place in my heart. If any woman could become the mother of my child, it had to be Mia Knight not Claire Evans! Did you hear that? ” he yelled while she lowered her head, shedding psychological tears.
• ***
• William was helping the gardener in watering the plants and his gaze fell on a girl who was standing under the peach blossom tree, wearing a pink frock. She seemed not much older than Mia but her aura was much more mature than hers. She seemed as mature as a young lady but as innocent as a newly born child. She had a unique beauty, standing next to no one.
• “ So beautiful..!! ”
• Two words abruptly came out of William's lips and he couldn’t help staring at the girl in admiration. The more he looked at her, the more familiar she seemed. In the end, he couldn’t help plucking a rose from the plant he was watering and moved up to the girl as he said,
• “ Little fairy, this is for you. ”
• The girl turned towards him, her cheeks turned rosy red while the maids surrounding her couldn't help laughing after seeing this scene. The girl first stared him in a daze and then moved her eyes away. Just then a very ugly voice sounded from behind,
• “ You dare giving flower to her? Do you know who she is? ”
• William turned back only to meet young master Peter's blue black face, staring him with cold eyes.
• “ Why can't I give her a flower? ” he asked.
• “ Because she is my fiance! ” Peter snorted.
• “ Your fiance? But, she is so pretty! ” William almost cried out. He couldn’t digest that the girl who was not inferior to any fairy, has to marry an ugly man like Peter.
• “ What do you mean by saying that? Of course, she is pretty. That’s why she is going to be my wife, ” Peter's eyes turned even more darker.
• William sighed in grief. He then thought for a while and then added, “ She is too young for deciding her marriage. That's why she agreed to marry you. Once she grows up, she would definitely not marry a man like you. ”
• Even though he was already fourteen years old, he wasn't a child who could hold his thoughts inside. Even if he gets beaten to death, he would only speak what's inside his heart. However, his words passed chill down Peter's spine and he yelled angrily, “ Then who will she marry, you? ”
• “ Maybe, If she wants... ” William blurted out. In terms of looks he had much confidence in himself. He knew his beauty was inferior to no one. Even in rags, he would easily outshine various young masters. After coming to Knight Mansion, many servants had told him on his face that he looked much better than young master Peter. However, what he had not expected was that his words would make the girl so angry that she would loose all her gentle posture and mock him,
• “ Who wants to marry you? Who are you to have such a confidence in yourself? Have you ever looked at your face? You are so filthy and dirty. Never in my life would I marry a poor guy like you. ”
• William was taken aback. He had mocked by several people but never had he ever felt this much humiliated. Tears formed in his eyes and his hands holding the flower started shivering while Peter's eyes lit up.
• “ Did you hear that? ” he sneered at William, “ If you ever disturb my fiance, I'll beat you to death! ” William chewed his lower lips, said nothing. He only clenched the flower in his hands as he mumbled these words, ‘ I'm poor and filthy.’
• “ Yes, you are! And just now you offended your young master's fiance. You must be punished for your sin or else you will never know how to respect your superiors.” Peter yelled while grabbing William's collar. He commanded his lackeys, “ Kick him to the ground and beat him with stick.”
• “ As you wish, young master! ” one of the boys standing behind Peter responded as he held William's hands, gesturing the other boy to beat him.
• “ Wait... ” suddenly the girl in pink frock cried out.
• “ What happened, Claire? This filthy beggar just molested you and you want to save him? Don't tell me you- ” Peter's grinning voice was interrupted by Claire's soft yet powerful voice, “ Since he is my sinner I want to punish him myself.”
• “ Ah! D-Do you want to punish him by your hands?” At first Peter couldn't believe on his ears but soon a light shined in his eyes as he added, “ That’s cool! You punish him with your own hands. It will be more fun to watch. You two hold his hands so that Claire can hit his back more comfortably.”
• His last words were directed at his lackeys.