Chapter 3Three Years In Arranged Marriage, He Grew Arrogant

“Olivia is still a child, she really didn’t mean to.”

“This is all my fault.”

“Darling, let’s just drop it.”

“Besides, this amount of money is nothing.”

Adam tenderly wiped Olivia’s tears. He then tried to touch me with those hands that had touched Olivia, but I evaded him.

“Drop it? You’re remarkably broad-minded.”

“Then you can pay for her.”

I took the POS machine from my secretary and handed it to Adam.

He immediately fell silent.

I pointed at Olivia. “Bank card.”

She didn’t move.

“Bank card. Don’t make me repeat myself a third time.”

Adam tried to intervene again, but meeting my gaze, he dared not speak.

Olivia took out her bank card.

She entered the PIN on the POS machine.

Exactly twenty thousand dollars, no more, no less.

I had my secretary write an IOU and threw it to Olivia.

“Your outstanding debt is fifteen million, three hundred thousand dollars.”

“Pay it back within five years. Don’t forget.”

At this, I glanced at Adam.

His face was grim.

“You are an adult, not some child.”

“When you make a mistake, you pay the price.”

“No one is exempt.”

I emphasized the last sentence. Adam lowered his head.

That evening, Adam proactively prepared dinner. There was my favorite boiled shrimp. He personally peeled the shrimp and placed it in front of me. Yet, he remained silent throughout. It was almost as if he was sulking.

I looked into his eyes, neither touching nor eating the food.

I knew what he wanted.

There were certain boundaries I needed to make clear to him.

“Adam Lagerfelt, I despise men who lack boundaries.”

“If there’s a next time, you know what I’m capable of.”

Adam bit his lip.

He seemed somewhat troubled. After a long silence, he forced out a stiff smile. He gave a stiff nod.

It didn’t matter. I no longer held any expectations for him anyway.

As long as he could honestly remain a househusband.

Stop crossing the line, stop disgusting me.

I wouldn't touch him.

But if…

A sharp ringtone interrupted my thoughts.

Adam picked up his phone, cautiously glancing at me.

He hung up the call.

After that, his phone rang incessantly.

“Olivia Thorne?”

“Yes.”

“Answer it. Don’t forget what I said.”

I took a sip of red wine, looking at him. Adam put the call on speaker.

Olivia’s sobs came through the speaker.

“Mr. Lagerfelt, I’ve been expelled from school.”

“My parents are ashamed of me, they don’t want me either.”

Adam’s face changed dramatically. He quickly grabbed his phone, cradling it in his palm. His face was filled with tension, full of anxiety.

“Olivia, where are you? Don’t you dare do anything rash!”

I sighed.

Looked at him with disappointment.

Shook my head with disappointment.

“Mr. Lagerfelt, please tell Ms. Hayes I can’t pay her back. I’m sorry.”

“Mr. Lagerfelt, I want to call you Mr. Lagerfelt one last time.”

“It was my honor to meet you. Goodbye, my Mr. Lagerfelt.”