Bab 59: Could A Slave Be A Lover?

"Are you asking me to leave, Rafael?" Diana screamed, looking at him incredulously, "I am your future wife while she… she is just a slave." her trembling finger pointed at Bella, her body was red with anger and hatred. If possible, she would have jumped on Bella and killed her.

"She had helped me. She is my savior so watch your mouth, Diana. And this marriage is fixed by our families. I have never accepted it." her eyes widened in horror. Yes, he never confirmed their marriage. But he had never refused either. So she had assumed. 

"Rafael, she must have manipulated you. Whatever she had said is a lie." She pleaded but Rafael only sneered. 

"Leave Diana. Are you not feeling pathetic?" Diana flinched. She looked at him with her burning eyes. Her hands clenched into a tight fist. She kept glaring at Bella but then turned and left suddenly.

Bella's shoulders slumped. She took a deep breath. Suddenly feeling guilty.