'Jack, what I want to do with this child is my business. We are divorced. You cannot interfere my decisions!' Stephanie raised her head to look at his eyes which were bathed in rage. She was speaking in neither humble nor condescending way.
Jack tightened his grip on Stephanie’s wrist, speechless. He strode to the wedding room, regardless of Stephanie’s resistance.
All red. Just like that night. But things had changed now.
Jack pulled Stephanie forcefully and compelled her to sit on the bed without even looking at her. After that, he walked directly out of the room and shut the door. It all happened so fast that Stephanie didn’t even have time to react.
Stephanie began to panic. She got up from the bed and slapped the door to protest. 'Jack, let me out! Don’t do this, don’t…'
'Stephanie, behave yourself!' Jack warned her before he walked away.
As the footstep got fainter, Stephanie fell down to the floor. The floor was cold, but her heart was freezing.