Megan stood frozen, her mouth slightly open, heart thudding wildly in her chest. "Already married?" she exclaimed, stunned. "When? How?" Her mind raced, unable to comprehend.
If Augustine was truly married, why would his grandfather send a marriage proposal to her family? No, it had to be a lie, a bluff to push her away.
Her fingers curled into fists, fury bubbling beneath her skin. "You think you can run from me with that cheap excuse?" she muttered.
The more he pushed her away, the stronger her desire to conquer him grew. It wounded her pride and became a challenge, and she hated to be defeated.
"I'll make you mine," she growled, watching his retreating figure with venomous resolve.
As Augustine settled into the backseat, Gustave slid into the driver's seat. He turned to him and handed his phone over. "Robert found the guy. He sent me a picture. You'll want to see this."
