Chapter 3 You Really Wrong

"Afraid?"

The man's beautiful lips moved. Diana then realized that it was not a beast, but a man wearing a beast mask.

"Who... who are you?"

The man's throat rolled up and down quietly, and a low magnetic voice arose in her ear ... "Sherry, escaping marriage is not what a smart woman like you would do."

What?

Who the fuck was Sherry?

"I'm not Sherry, and I don't know the Sherry you mentioned. You must get the wrong person."

Diana kept shrinking back to avoid the strong hormonal breath from the man in front of her. By the way, he opened the quilt and looked at it with a sigh of relief. Her clothes were intact.

She was just assaulted once, and she felt like she would go crazy if it happened again.

Her neck was choked abruptly, and she got stuck to the bed backwards. Her breath was blocked suddenly, and Diana blushed suddenly at this moment.

The man in front of her had a pair of dark eyes, leaking dappled cold light as if it was a poisonous sharp sword.

"Do you think you can rebel against me again and again? Let me tell you, Sherry. You are destined to marry me. Even if you escape a hundred times, the result is the same."

Diana shook her head. It was hard to imagine, this man ...was a perverted sadist. She was almost out of breath. There was only a mask of a beast in front of her, shaking, shaking again ...

"I feel pain......"

It was difficult to squeeze a word out of her mouth. Her neck was let go. Lying in the bed, she breathed heavily. The power the man used suggested that he intended to kill her. It was horrible and unimaginable.

Then she was hugged by the man again. This time he treated her as if she was a fragile porcelain doll, with his eyes full of love.

"As long as you don't run away, stay right by my side, I will treat you well."

Diana messed up in her mind.

It was difficult for her to imagine that just in the twinkling of an eye, the blood-thirsty tyrant changed and had spoken to her so tenderly.

She cleared her throat and said "Sir, you had the wrong person. My name is Diana, not Sherry. Look, this is my certificate."

Diana took out her ID card and Household Register from the bag, and showed both of them to the man, pointing to the name above, "Diana, my name."

The man looked at the document, took it over, and watched it carefully.

Diana was relieved. She never thanked Ms. Bonnie Wilson so much. In order to marry her off, her mom asked her to keep ID card and Household Register with her all day. So that she could go straight to the Civil Affairs Bureau after the blind date.

However, when she looked up at the man's eyes, she found that how could the dark ink-like pupils appeared in ... softness?

"Even if you change your name, you can't escape it, Sherry."

Diana suddenly widened her eyes. How did he know that she had changed her name? But her previous name was not Sherry.

To the man, her surprised expression was the evidence of lying.

With her waist being tightened, she was taken over and sat across his thigh. His lips fell down and kissed her.

"Whh......"

Diana wanted to push back, but her hands were held up by the man's big palm and were pressed over her head.

After the sloppy tongue kisses, he pecked her lips again, and with the thin corners of the lips drew upward, he said: "I just like you being so initiative."

Diana was dumbstruck. She wiped her tingling lips that he kissed, and thought that she was forced, not initiative!