Chapitre 6: CHAPTER 6

　　The ten minutes Emma was given was the shortest ten minutes in her life.

　　She didn't know when and what time Blake began counting from, that made her unsure of whether she is late or not.

　　After taking her bath, she hurriedly wore a simple gown and head down the stairs confused about why he is calling her.

　　Is it to hit her? Punish her or blame her again for agreeing to this marriage?

　　He was the same person that his precarious and threatening gaze couldn't let her say anything stupid yesterday yet, he is mad at her.

　　Emma bit her lips in nervousness, uneasy about what will happen to her.

　　As she stepped downstairs, she saw Blake elegantly seated while tapping his foot on the ground.

　　Her heart accelerated, will she ever get used to his presence? Will there be a day she will not be shaken by his intimidating aura?

　　With each step she took towards him, she silently prayed. She is scared, she ought to, Emma is just twenty.