Mr. CEO, You Look Strangely Familiar-Chapter 52: I’d Rather Die Than Marry You (2)

"Quentin Grant, tell me what I have to do for you to revoke this decision."

He glanced at her. "Look at you, scared stiff. Is marrying me that terrifying?"

Nora Ainsworth spoke slowly, "I’d rather die than marry you."

His face grew exceptionally cold. He pressed his lips together, saying nothing for a long moment.

In the silence, Nora Ainsworth stood there feeling as if she were suffering death by a thousand cuts.

"Very good." The two words escaped his lips. "You’re the first woman unwilling to marry me, and you will be the last. Since that’s the case, kneel."

THUD. Nora Ainsworth knelt, her back ramrod straight.

Seeing this, a cold sneer flickered in Quentin Grant’s eyes. "Such sincerity. In that case, I won’t force you to marry me. I was only kidding, anyway. I can’t believe you actually took me seriously."

Things were back to where they started. Nora Ainsworth felt he had played her for a fool yet again.

But she didn’t dare say another word.

"I... I’m going to head back."

He shot out an arm and shoved her into the hot spring.

Nora Ainsworth choked on a mouthful of water, soaked to the bone.

"Quentin Grant, I’ve never met a man like you!"

He elegantly slipped off his bathrobe. "That’s because I was your first. That’s why you haven’t met another."

"Quentin Grant!" Nora Ainsworth was furious. "You won’t be happy until you’ve driven me to my death, will you? Have you not been with a woman in eight lifetimes?"

He looked up, his expression unreadable. "Only you truly understand me, Nora."

Nora Ainsworth realized it was pointless to grovel. It was utterly useless!

"You’ve gone too far!" Nora Ainsworth struggled to swim to the edge. She tried to climb out, but he stopped her.

He pressed a switch, and a sculpture of a man and woman suddenly rose from the middle of the hot spring.

It was striking. Nora Ainsworth instantly recognized who the sculpture was modeled after.

An indescribable heat flooded her cheeks.

He jumped in, grabbed her head, and forced it under the water.

The two of them were pressed close together in the water.

She swallowed several mouthfuls of water. GLUG. GLUG. A faint smile played on his lips as he watched her, his expression unreadable. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

He held her fast, watching as she was forced to swallow mouthful after mouthful of water.

She struggled to surface, but it was no use.

Just when she felt she would die from the lack of air, she finally gave in and kissed him. Their breaths mingled as they stared into each other’s eyes.

Only then did he allow them to slowly surface.

Breaking the surface, Nora Ainsworth gasped for air, her face flushed. "Quen—Quentin Grant, you—you nearly drowned me like this before, and you pulled the same trick again today!"

She was too furious to speak. The sense of injustice Nora felt was palpable, and he could see it plainly.

"Nora Ainsworth, if I wanted you dead, you wouldn’t live to see tomorrow. Your choice is to die or to submit to me. That’s your only path. If I don’t tell you to get lost, you come to me, even if you have to crawl on your knees. Understand?"

Water dripped from his hair as he continued in a measured tone, "My women only leave when I say I’m done with them. You’d better remember my words. Otherwise, you’ll suffer the consequences."

She sniffled but said nothing.

On the way back to the Ainsworth home, her mind raced.

Just as she steeled herself to face whatever came next, Mr. Ainsworth cut straight to the point. "The engagement is off. We’ll leave it at that."

He said nothing more on the subject.

The anxiety that had been hanging over Nora Ainsworth finally crashed down. "Where’s Mom?"

"She’s upstairs. You and your mother should pack your things. I’ll give you some money so you can live somewhere else. Your mother and I finalized our divorce this afternoon. There’s no longer a place for you in this house." Mr. Ainsworth delivered this news not with anger, but with an unnerving calm.