Chapter 374 – A Sacrificial Lamb’s Unexpected Marriage

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Clara’s figure disappeared, In the hallway, only Deacon and Oriana remained. He reached out, opened a door to the room, and entered. Oriana blinked her slender eyelashes, then lifted her heel and stepped in. Oriana entered the room, but no one was in the room, she didn’t see Deacon. At this time, there was a

“clack”

sound from behind, and Oriana hurriedly turned around to look back. It turned out that Deacon was standing behind the door, now leaning against the door board, with his left hand closing it

The door to the room was closed, and the hustle and bustle of the whole world was far away from them now. Oriana looked at him, momentarily unsure of what to say,

“You found….. that scar man?”

“Yes”

Deacon nodded, then took a step closer to her with his long legs. Oriana instinctively took a step back.

“Are you close to the third princess?”

Deacon stared at her with his black eyes, and from his thin lips uttered a word:

“No.”

He is really simple and domineering. Though not close to him, Clara had her eye on him.

“At the wedding, you embarrassed Crystal and Logan, almost biting them to death. This is Greenland, and you messed up in other people’s territory, aren’t you afraid of revenge?”

Deacon raised his mighty eyebrows, and said,

“No, I’m not afraid.”

Now Oriana feels a chill down her spine. She already had no way back. She had retreated to the wall, now her beautiful slender back against the cold wall. The next second, her vision darkened.

“Bang”

a sound, Deacon’ tall and handsome body was approaching. He raised his hand, propped up against the wall beside her, directly hugging the slim woman into his strong, warm chest. He was so tall, blocking her view. Now her whole world was filled with his handsome face, his clean, masculine breath enthralled her. Deacon looked at her. Her beautiful eyelids lowered. He whispered in a deep voice,

“Oriana, I, Deacon Armstead, fear nothing. I’m just afraid of you, of your fickle heart.”

Oriana felt hurt.

At this moment, Deacon raised his hand, his long slender fingers landed on her beautiful delicate face, gently stroking,

“How are you these days?”

Oriana’s eyes suddenly turned red. He was asking how she’d been these days. He asked her just like she asked him with her empty cell phone that day. That day, she also asked him.

“Deacon, are you okay?”

Now the tips of his faint fingerprints are caressing her soft face, the warmth of his palm constantly pressing against her slightly cool skin. Oriana was digging her fingers into the wall, her small face pressed against his palm, like a suckling milk cat. His straight shoulders could shelter any woman. She wanted to lie in his arms and seek his protection, too. But she couldn’t. Oriana knew he was asking about One Snap, so she nodded,

“You should know how I am, Deacon. I’m fine.”

Now that Deacon had another pill in his hand, he brought it to her red lips, saying.

“Take this.”

“Is there Crystal’s blood inside? Didn’t that scar-faced man have sex with Crystal once? Why is she generously giving you blood?”

“I spent some time with her and she was very pleased, so she gave it to me.”

Oriana pursed her red lips. Crystal is the most greedy, she wants a lot and can never be satisfied, but she really likes Deacon. As long as Deacon is gentle, Crystal will be satisfied. Oriana took the pill, joking:

“In the end, Mr. Armstead is the most attractive. The princesses of Greenland are all fascinated by your masculinity.”

As soon as this word ended, Deacon’ handsome brows furrowed together, showing displeasure. Oriana, realizing that something was wrong, asked him,

“Are you angry?”

Deacon looked at her, then lowered his eyes and kissed her red lips. Oriana’s pupils constricted and quickly turned her head to dodge. Deacon kissed her long hair. He simply buried his handsome face deeply into her long hair, Inhaling her sweet feminine scent. This thin lips curled into a shallow curve. He said h oars ely:

“Oriana, what’s wrong? I mean, you won’t forget what you said in that restricted area, right? You told me that as long as I don’t sleep with Crystal, you will stay by my side. Why do I want to kiss you now but you don’t kiss me?”

Oriana remembers what she said, but at the time she thought he was actually sleeping with Crystal and wanted to force him to back off.

She couldn’t be with him anymore. Oriana lowered her slender eyelashes and whispered,

“Deacon, I’m sorry…”

Deacon’s tall body suddenly stiffened, he slowly raised his head, then stretched out his long slender fingers to pinch her small face.

“Oriana, say it clearly, withdraw your apology. Everyone who apologizes to me will go to hell!”

“You said it yourself. Now you don’t want to admit it. Do you want to take it back?”

Deacon’s heroic rychrows were covered with hostility, Oriana even saw a glint of murderous intent in his eyes. If she dared to nad and say sorry, he would most likely strangle her to death. Such a proud man constantly continued to how down to her, but she repeatedly lied to him and abandoned him. Oriana felt that he was bound to hate her.

“Deacon, I’m sorry. I just… casually said that so I could quickly get rid of you and get out of the restricted area with Derrick that day. Actually, the fact that you and Crystal don’t sleep together deesn’t change anything…”

Before Oriana could finish speaking. Deacon suddenly squeezed his fingers, her beautiful little face rapidly changing color under lus fingertips,

“Enough Oriana, then why did you come to the wedding party? Did you rush ever and tra mple me just in see how I was?”

The tendon or Deacon’ forehead twitched violently, his whole body revealing a terrifying ferocity. He roared with anger and deep hatred. Oriana closed her eyes.

“Deacon, I’m sorry. We’re… over.”

Deacon’s muscular chest rose and fell, he clenched his fist and was about to punch her hard. The fierce wind blew towards Oriana. Clive didn’t avoid it. She just quickly closed her eyes. There was a loud

“hang”. Oriana waited for the pain to come, but it didn’t She slowly opened her eyes. Deacon’ fist slid across her cheek, hitting the wall next to her. The wall above immediately had a hole, Deacon hand was bleeding, and sente hot blood can down the white wall

“Deacon, you are crazy! Oriana exclaimed, her pupils constricted. At this moment, she smelled blood and sullenly felt an uncomfortable feeling in her chest, a stream of sour water flowing up. She pushed Deacon away, rushed to the bathroom, stooped over the toilet, and threw up.

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