I looked at the check Ferris handed me, my heart bfeeling /bas bif /ban binvisible /bhand bwas /bbsqueezing /bbit /btightlyb, /bthe pain making it almost impossible to breathe.

Seeing that I hadn’t taken it for a while, bFerris /bfrowned slightly and tore off another check, writing a new figure.

b“/bbNot /benoughb?/bb” /bbHis /btone bwas /bindifferent, as bif /bhe bwere /bbmerely /bbdiscussing /ba business transaction. “What about thisb?/bb” /b

Check after check was pushed toward me, the amounts growingrgerb, /bbut my heart grew colderb. /b

Finally, I reached out and took the bst /bcheck, my fingertips trembling slightly.

“bEnough/b.b” /b

bMy /bvoice was soft, yet bit /bseemed to exhaust all my strength.

bFerris/bb. /b

bNot /bonly was this check enough…

Our marriage was enough too.

After speaking, I turned to leave, but before I’d taken two steps, Ferris’s cold voice came from behind-

“Stop.”

I paused but didn’t turn around.

“You took the money, but the matter of that p isn’t finished.” His tone brooked no argument. “Apologize to Ashley.”

My whole body stiffened as bI /bslowly turned around, my eyes red–rimmed: “What did you say?”

Ferris’s gaze was cold: “I said, apologize.”

“And if I don’tb?/bb” /bMy voice trembled.

There’s still cooperation between our two families.” Ferris’s tone was calm, yet each word cut like a knife.

My pupils constricted sharply, my heart feeling as if it had been stabbed viciously.

I never imagined he would actually threaten me using my parents‘ life’s work.

The air seemed to freeze for several seconds.

Finally, bI /bslowly lowered my head, my voice hoarse: “…I’m sorry.”

Ashley covered her face: “Luna, are you truly apologizing? Or is this… how you noble werewolves always give such perfunctory apologies?b” /b

I clenched my fists tightly, my nails digging deep into my palms.

The next second, I suddenly bent at the waist, bowing deeply to Ashley-

I’m sorry!” My bvoice /bchoked, yet each word was clear. b“/bbMiss /bCarter, I shouldn’t have struck you. Please forgive me!”

After speaking, I straightened up and looked at Ferris: b“/bIs this eptable now?bi” /i/b

Ferris stared at my reddened eyesb, /band for some reason, his heart felt ba /bslight stab of pain.

He suddenly remembered three years ago when I had a high bfever/bb, /bI had also looked at him with such red eyesb. /b

But bback /bthen, those eyes were full bof /bbdependence /band love.

bNow/bb, /bthose same eyes contained only deathly calm.

His Adam’s apple bobbed as he wanted to bsay /bsomething, but ultimately only said coldly: “That’s eptable.”

I turned and left, my back straight, without a btrace /bof hesitation.

Behind me came Ferris’s gentle voice: “Does it still hurt? Let me apply medicine for you.”

Ashley responded sweetly: “It hurtsb… /bbe gentleb…/b”

I didn’t stop walking, tears silently falling only to be quickly wiped away, leaving no trace.

I took out my phone and dialed a number.

“Hello, Dad. In a few days I’ll agree toe home for the arranged marriage, to marry that ck Mountain pack Alpha.”