บท 262: SMELL OF DEATH

I hurriedly sat up and pulled the sleeves of my dress down, trying to hide my wrists but before I could Ivan grabbed my hand tightly and turned it before I could hide it. He stared at me with a look of betrayal and also anger, his nose flaring as he stared at me. "What the hell is this Arianne?"

"Let go Ivan!" I tried to jerk my hand away from my husband but he wasn't having any of it.

Instead he jerked me forward, holding my gaze with his dark one which was filled with anger. "I asked you what this is?" He queried and I looked away but he squeezed my arm tightly causing me to look at him. "Have you been lying to me Arianne?"

I scoffed at him. "Are you serious right now? I didn't lie to you!"

"THEN WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?" He yelled at me.