Chapter 233: Please, Give Me Some Space

From the way that Paul laughed - arrogantly and triumphantly - Noah and Nancy could tell that his actions were deliberate. Unfortunately, Paul was not the type to let an opportunity like this go to waste. He turned to Noah, smiled wickedly, and said, "Don't worry. I've applied the medicine that will ensure that what we have done doesn't affect your bridal night. Be careful, though. Her secret place is very delicate."

Noah clenched his fists, and blue veins stood out on the back of his hands. His eyes had already turned a terrible shade of red.

Meanwhile, Nancy had wrapped herself in a bathrobe. She picked up a bottle of shampoo and glared at Paul. She could not believe that he could say such dirty words, and she cursed at him as she threw the bottle at him.

Paul dodged the bottle very easily, but he was surprised that she had the audacity to attack him in front of another man. It seems that last night was not enough - he thought - not if she still has the strength to attack me!

Paul took a cigarette from a pack that he kept on his dresser, lit it, and took a couple of casual drags. Then he said, "You should thank me for helping you by training her in advance. A woman should know how to please a man. I'm sure you agree..."

"Paul!" Nancy growled. "You are such a bastard!" Suddenly, she began to pick up everything she could, and she threw the items at Paul.

He saw that she was angry, and he was slightly confused. "What is this about?" he asked. He thought - Is she afraid that Noah will despise her for what we've done and reject her? If so, does that mean that she really wants to marry him?

Nancy felt very frustrated. She did not know why Paul had forced her. But he had. Thus, she didn't think that he had the right to humiliate her. She wondered - How could this man slander me in front of Noah like this? He acts like I am a slut, and he looks down upon me!

Although Noah knew that Paul was acting, he still felt uncomfortable, and he did not appreciate Paul's provocations. He had a good education, though, and he was able to control his anger. "Nancy is the kindest and most innocent girl I have ever met," he said calmly. "Although she has been married, I believe that she did not give her consent. Even if she had, as long as she does not give me up, I will not give her up. I love her, and I would not toss her aside over something that you said."

"Tut..." Paul's contemptuous tone sounded more casual than Noah's.

Noah turned to Nancy and said, "I believe that what happened last night was non-consensual. Am I right, babe?"

Paul frowned. Originally, he had planned to attack Noah fiercely. Now that he had seen his demeanor, though, he felt like he was the one being attacked. Why is that?- he wondered - And how can he be so calm about his fianceé being with another man?

Paul had deliberately let Noah into his room, and after seeing Nancy's dirty look, he had thought that he would turn around and leave. At the very least, he thought Noah would see what was going on and gave up on Nancy....

"Non-consensual?" Paul chuckled as he approached Nancy. Then he reached out and tried to rip off Nancy's bathrobe.

Nancy gasped. "W-What are you d-doing?" she stuttered. She pulled at the robe, and when she realized that it was a losing battle, she kicked him between the legs. As her foot connected with his genitals, he shrieked in pain and let go of her robe.

Once Paul was over the worst of the pain, he glared at Nancy and said, "Are you afraid to let him see the evidence of your debauchery?"

Nancy was extremely furious. She had a hard time believing that a man could be this shameless.

While they were arguing, Paul kept a constant eye on Noah. He could tell that the man was getting angrier and angrier, and he did not want to be caught off guard should there be an attack. And he was thinking - If Noah hits me first, then I will kill him!

Paul was so distracted by his murderous thoughts that he was caught off guard when Nancy struck him. Her fist connected with his jaw, and he nearly fell to the ground.

Nancy clutched her clothes and backed away. Her shoulders were shaking, and she pointed to the door. "Get out!" she roared. "Both of you! Get out of here! Right now!" She was tired. Her hands clenched and unclenched at her side. Her entire body was trembling now, and she did not have the energy to face either of these men - especially Noah.

Nancy cared about her reputation, but she was too tired to defend it at the moment. If she were to marry Noah, they would need to talk about the things Paul had said, but now was not the time. Thankfully, Noah seemed to understand. He nodded and said, "I will put your clothes by the door. You can put them on and come out when you are ready. I'll wait outside."

After speaking, he backed out and disappeared down the hallway. When Paul did not follow suit, Nancy sighed and said, "You too. Please, give me some space."

Paul chuckled as he stepped forward and forced her to the wall. Then he grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head. "Did you see? He asked. "If not, you had better open your eyes so that you can see what kind of a person you are going to marry."

"That is pretty ripe, coming from you!" Nancy scoffed. "Open my eyes?" She laughed in his face and said, "Compared to you, any man is a God. I don't need to open my eyes! I can find a man that is better than you with my eyes closed!"