She knew that Marcus was doing this on purpose; he just wanted her to see what "his world" was like. Despite this, she still couldn't stand it.

Tears in her eyes, she turned around and reached for the door knob with trembling hands.

Just as the door swung open, Marcus' voice came from behind her.

"Once you walk out that door, don't ever come to me ever again, Melissa."

Melissa's body kept trembling uncontrollably. She wanted more than anything to whirl around and shout at him to come with her and to not love any other woman...

But she couldn't.

Seeing her hesitate, Marcus sneered. “How dare you say that you Like me, or that you deserve me?"

No, it was not like that...

It really wasn't!

The environment she had been raised in didn't nurture confidence or boldness, and she never acquired the courage to fight for what she wanted. And, of course, someone as privileged as Marcus could never comprehend that.

Marcus knew just how beautiful and qualified the girl next to him was.

Moreover, the girl's family background was also excellent.

Melissa, on the other hand, had nothing. How could she fight for someone like Marcus?

Melissa stood frozen in place for what felt Like an eternity. Finally, she gritted her teeth and bolted out the door, hell-bent on escaping Marcus' world. She wanted to flee to a remote island, free of Marcus’ perfume and the lipstick stain on his shirt...

As long as she got out of here now, she'd be fine.

She could always look at him from afar...

The door to the private room was slammed shut behind her.

And the girl that looked like a frightened bunny just now was gone, leaving no trace.

"Marcus, why the hell did you do that?" James asked with a pout.

But before James could get a response, a crystal cup was thrown to the wall beside the door, shattering into a thousand pieces.