Happy reading 💙
Livia's POV
Do you know there is something I hate most in the world.
More than anything. More than Zane I hate this thing.
SILENT TREATMENT!
I hate it even more as Zane treating me with so called silent treatment.
Cause he don't want to spoil the mood.
We are getting ready for the party.
He didn't know that it can't be anymore awkward and uncomfortable.
Lastly, I'm going mad.
I'm seeing danger signal everywhere.
There is a siren on his head showing 'Warning- I'm ready to roast you off'.
After showering and dressing up I got down.
Zane was already waiting for me.
When I got down I gasped seeing him dashing in suit.
I know I'm not supposed to admire his looks but I can't help it.
His eyes fell on me and I expected him to look away as he was treating me with silence.
But being a jerk he settled his eyes on me.
His eyes roamed up and down of my figure.
It did made me feel uncomfortable but in a good way.
Only Zane's stare can make me feel this way.
I don't know whenever he has this look for me I will conclude myself that I was dressed perfect.
He ignored me totally by breaking away the eye contact and walked out first.
JERK!
Getting in the car, I was again treated by his silence.
This can't do.
"Are you going to do this Zane?", I asked calmly while my nails were digging into my skin.
He ignored me again.
God, he was annoying.
Closing my eyes to not to strangle him as strangling him will get me into accident, I sighed.
"Zane Insane Ricardo, will you stop ignoring me?", I asked again.
I have no sense of shame.
When did Livia Simmons turned out to be shameless especially towards her enemy now promoted as her husband?
Enemy is one you can't stand with even for a second.
Husband is one you have to share your half of life with him.
How ironic?
He ignored me again.
Seems like the only human here is me.
You are civilized human being Livia.
Your mom teached you a term called patience.
You don't want to surrender up in jail right?
There will be no bed.
You have to be calm baby.
Come on, now stop digging your nails on me. It hurts like hell.
My inner self tried it's best.
Yeah, I'm civilized.
I have patience.
YOU ARE READING
When Mr.Jerk Marries Ms.Brat
Romance"Don't be rude Brat", the jerk husband of mine whispered in my ears. I rolled my eyes but my temper was rising and rising. "You can't wait to kill me. Go ahead Brat", he smirked as I can't do anything in front of our Parents. But I'm Livia Simmons...
