Chapter 145 – A Sacrificial Lamb’s Unexpected Marriage

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Oriana gasped and looked at Bounty in shock..

Deacon had been in the mental hospital for three years? Oriana was so not aware..

“Oriana, go on and watch and see if your husband isn’t a monster!” Bounty urged.

Oriana stretched out her finger and clicked on the video on the phone.

It was in a dark and damp room in a mental hospital, the atmosphere was depressing and gloomy. At that time, Deacon was still a teenager.

In the video, he was fighting with a few security guards. He was ruthless and had quickly overturned the security guards.

Tons of security officers had scurried over, and one of them kept using an electric baton to hit Deacon on the face.

The teenage Deacon was soon trampled under their feet. Deacon’s eyes were red and bloodshot. His face was wounded and blood dripped from it..

Oriana’s hands and feet suddenly felt cold and her entire body went numb. It felt as though she was watching the scene play out live from years back.

Oriana looked at his eyes, and in it laid a raging fire, the unyielding desperation to destroy the entire world.

Oriana felt her heart ache. She felt so weak, that each breathe that she took was painful.

A white hand suddenly reached out and snatched the phone from Oriana. Oriana jerked and raised her head, and Deacon’s handsome and ruthless face was before her.

Deacon was clothed in a black turtleneck T–shirt, and a black coat.

His appearance was extremely cold and indifferent.

“Mr. Armstead, what are you doing here?” Oriana asked startledly.

Deacon looked at her and then raised the phone in his hand.

“I should be asking you that. What are yo doing here, and what did you see?”

Oriana had never seen him look so angry. Even when he was sick, he had never appeared this frightening.

Deacon reached out and smashed the phone against the wall. With a loud thud the phone smashed into the wall and completely shattered.

The fierce sound exploded in Oriana’s ears. She was so frightened that her face turned wan. She stood. hastily from her seat, as Deacon grabbed her by the wrist.

“Enough, Deacon!” Bounty quickly stood up. “Let go of Oriana. I invited her over. Are you angry now and losing your temper? Let go of Oriana and don’t dare hurt her!”

Deacon held onto Oriana’s hand and did not let go. His Long and narrow eyes were stained with wrath.

“I warned you a while ago, right? I told you to keep your mouth shut! For grandma’s sake, kindly leave Los Angeles and don’t try to provoke me again! This is my last mercy!”

“Deacon, how dare you speak to me in such manner, I’m your aunt! And how the hell did you know that Oriana was meeting with me here? Don’t tell me that you sent someone to follow me!“Bounty yelled shockingly. She couldn’t believe that her everyday activities were actually being monitored.

gave Bounty a death stare. He diverted his gaze to his bodyguard and muttered,

“Take her away.”

Deacon

“Yes, CEO. The bodyguard who was clothed in black quickly stepped forward.

Deacon didn’t spare Bounty another look. He dragged Oriana and headed out of the cafe.

Bounty yelled behind Deacon,

“Deacon, are you crazy? You dare to have me locked up? You’re not normal! You’re a lunatic!” Bounty yelled as the bodyguard led her away.

Oriana was pulled by the wrist. Due to Deacon’s large strides, she stumbled behind him. She looked at the back of his head and pleaded,

“Deacon, don’t he angry, okay? Please listen to me.”

Deacon’s footsteps were abrupt, he turned around and his eyes fell on her. He stretched out his big hand and dragged her forward.

“Oriana, what did I tell you about Bounty? Did I inform you that you should avoid her and any other member of my family, did 1?!”

Last night when Bounty had gone to the hospital. Oriana had met Bounty in the hallway. He was fully aware, but she had lied to him, and he didn’t make a fuss about it. Deacon wanted to give her a chance to win his trust, but she disappointed him woefully.

Oriana’s face was ruthlessly pulled into his palm, instead of showing in pain, she held onto his big hand and apologized softly.

“I was wrong, Mr. Armstead, I’m sorry, don’t be angry. I wanted knowing your past, because I wanted knowing you well. I just wanted to participate and have a view of what your past was like.”

Deacon licked his dry lips, and a sarcastic low smile overflowed on his face.

“How can you participate? I was in the fucking mental hospital when I was a teenager. I’ve dined and wined with the devil! Now that you know this, has your curiousity been satisfied? Huh? Has it?”

Oriana shut her eyes and shook her head.

“How could you say such? I didn’t mean it that way. I want to heal you, I want to make you better. That’s the reason why I needed to know your past.”

“What if I can’t be cured? Deacon asked calmly.

“No, I’ll definitely cure you, Deacon.”

Deacon suddenly let go of her face. He squeezed her shiny shoulders with both hands and pushed her against the wall.

“What if I can’t be cured?” He repeated.

Oriana’s bright eyes had turned red. She shook her head and affirmed,

I’ll definitely cure you!”

That was not the answer that he wanted.

Deacon narrowed his handsome eyes and forced himself to release her shoulders. Deacon knew that if he didn’t let go her immediately, his unstable emotions may get out of control and he would hurt her. He needed to stay away from her!

He turned around and left without saying another word.

Oriana rushed up and wrapped her hands around his waist from behind,

Deacon stopped and did not look back. His voice was low and indifferent.

“Let go!” He ordered.

“No, I want to hug you. Mr. Armstead, If I was present years ago, I would have definitely hugged you and not let you go.” Oriana mumbled amidst tears.

Deacon did not want to recall the dark and humid times of his life, although the images from his teenage years were embedded in his mind, constantly reminding him of his terrible past.

Oriana’s soft body hugged him from behind. She was so warm and coaxing. The anger in his heart made him want to destroy her.

Deacon held onto her hands, and slowly took it off his body.

Oriana stubbornly refused to let go of him.

“Mr. Armstead, where are you going? Let’s go home together.” She pleaded.

“Go back yourself. I won’t be home tonight.”

“Are you going to the company? Then I’ll go with you.” She replied anxiously.

“I’m going to the bar to find some beautiful women whom I’ll have fun with. It’ll inconvenient to bring you along.”

Oriana froze and quickly said,

“No, I won’t allow you to go!”

Deacon pulled her fingers apart and walked away.

“Mr. Armstead, I think you’re joking. You can be angry and upset at me, but you’re not allowed to go against the vows of our marriage. I don’t want you anymore!”

Deacon didn’t respond to her. His handsome figure soon disappeared from her sight.

Oriana angrily stomped her feet on the ground.

There was someone hiding in the car lot, it was Pamela!

Pamela had witnessed everything with her eyes. She pursed her lips strangely, and then left quitely.

Oriana had returned to the Red Villa. In order not to make Mrs. Samantha worry, she chitchatted with the old lady for a while before returning to the bedroom.

It was already very late, and Deacon still hadn’t returned.

Was he really not coming back tonight?

Oriana didn’t want to believe that he had gone out to find a beautiful woman. She took out her phone and dialed Deacon’s number, but she couldn’t get through to him.

Oriana made several consecutive calls, but he still couldn’t get connected to him.

Oriana tossed and turned on the bed. Thinking of how Deacon was bullied and locked up in the mental hospital, Oriana swore to find a cure for his sickness at all cost!

Her blood test results were to be out the following day, and she had concluded on carrying out another test.

With her mind being occupied with a lot things, Oriana hastily fell asleep.

After some time, a luxurious car slowly parked in the lawn of the Red Villa. Deacon had gotten a new car, although it was still Rolls–Royce Phantom, he had gone for the newest model.

Deacon had his specific preferences, and had always stuck to them.

The villa’s door was opened, and Maria greeted him.

“Welcome young master, why are you back so late? Do you want me to make you something to cat?”

Deacon was still clothed in his black outfit. His expression was unapologetic and stern.

“How about Oriana and grandma, how are they?” He inquired.

“They’re all asleep. After dinner, ma’am Oriana had joined grandma in making dessert. They had baked a cake.” Maria replied with a smile.

Deacon raised his eyes and glanced at the door of his bedroom which was closed. He knew that live such a good girl and didn’t inform his grandma whenever they had an issue.

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