Chapter 142: Her Killer Was Punished

He helped her in mounting the horse and then sat behind her. His hands crossed her waist and held the reins. 

She could feel the warmth of his skin whenever he pulled the reins and closed her eyes. How could she feel the heat when they just had their breakup? 

No! They did not have anything from the start. It was just her infatuation and she thought that his actions could turn into something more than a trick.

How could she expect him to love her when he was only playing? But the more she thought about it, she felt pathetic. Her eyes started to moisten again.

But she bit her lips to make sure that no voice left her lips. She could not give him the satisfaction to hurt her. He was a jerk!

She would only show him that she did not care about him too. She would be stronger than him until he would regret it.

With that thought, she took a deep breath and puffed her cheeks.