Swear to god; he controls himself as much as he could, but that thin thread that holding, cut it loses .
A loud slapped landed on his face, and Quinn reached his left cheek as it stings . Cassandra did slap him, and he deserves it . Although she is not the girl who holds his heart and loves him back, still, she is the same Cassandra from a different time .
"Cassandra, wait!"
She runs past him, and so he catches her elbow, halting from running away from him . "Let me explain to you . "
He pleaded . But Quinn saw how her eyes showing a frightening gaze at him . She was afraid of him, and it's his fault . She was innocent at the moment, unaware of the love they've shared . Mentally she is only twelve years old in the body of a full-grown teenager, and she doesn't perceive how they shared an intimate relationship in the past .
Cassandra is trying to grab her arm but Quinn held her tight . "Cassandra, listen to me first, please?"
"Wh— why should I listen to you?" stuttering, she said .
"You only have forgotten me . I mean you have amnesia, that's why you don't remember me anymore," he tries to explain .
"And what should I remember about you?" Her voice is a bit quivering .
"Cassandra, you may not remember but, I am your fiancé," Quinn revealed .
Her eyes grow wider . "How did it happen?" she asked and shocked displayed all over her face .
"Our parents are good friends . The arranged marriage brought up when you were born . "
She blinks several times to ponder what Quinn is telling her, but she doesn't fully understand how that happens .
"I was there when you were born . "
With this, her eyes brightened, and her confusion replaced with curiosity . "Is that true?"
"It is true," he smiled warmly . That wasn't a lie anyway .
Even that Book 1 entitled Entangled By The Past, he was there when she was born . Levi said, he helps Hannah during her labor, and he is the one who babysits her .
"You can ask our parents," Quin keeps trying to convince her .
Cassandra takes a silence, and once again pondering things whether it was real . Then why she's here if she has no relation to any of them? It is not just enough that their family is friends . So it must be true .
"But . . . is it I was just twelve to—" she gulped, then blushes remembering the kissed they've shared .
"I'm sorry . It's my bad . I should not do that, yes . I promised I won't do such a thing again," Quinn assured .
Cassandra looked at him in perplexity, assessing if he was telling the truth . "Okay," she replied then nodded .
Cassandra clasped both of her palms, only telling him she is very shy about what she discovered .
"I forgive you," she said, blushing as she was trying to meet his burning gaze .
Quinn smiled . "Thank you," he said genuinely . "They were waiting now, so then, shall we?"
He gestured his arm toward the door and let her go first inside the mansion . Cassandra nodded, then walk ahead of him as he chooses to follow; the reason is, he sent a quick message to all .
Meanwhile, inside the dining hall, everyone received a text message . Exchanging glances, they wonder why they receive one at the same time . They check out their phone and the message content was like this .
'Am sorry . Something happened . So I ended up telling her I am her fiancé, and our parents arranged our marriage when she was born . '
Everybody's mouth dropped on the table . Did something happen? And what is that? Not taking long, they figured out what might happen and the reason Quinn has to create this story .
Anyway, Quinn and Cassandra were engaged for real . They don't need to lie . With this situation, they don't have a choice when things are complicated; not for them, but the Cassandra whom they with now .
Later on, Quinn and Cassandra joined them on the long table . Thoughtful, he pulled a chair for her to settle in the table, and everyone could notice how his left cheek reddened . They were correct to their guesses, it looks like Cassandra does slaps him hard .
Quinn rolled his eyes regarding everyone's reaction . Except for Landon who is furious as to how keenly he glares at him . He thought, he could finally distant her daughter from Quinn, but things did not go with his plan .
Looking at these people, everybody is itching to tease him, but no one would dare to do that when Cassandra is around . And so, let the night having a merry dinner .
After the supper is served, Cassandra quietly observing everyone enjoying a glass of wine and whiskey for the men after dinner . She noticed that they were drinking a lot already, but it seems, no one is getting drunk yet . Except for her father who began mumbling things she does not understand .
"Quinn Williams!" Landon yells, then stood from his seat, pointing a finger at Quinn, and Hannah is trying to pull him back to his chair .
"What are you doing?" Hannah is glaring at her husband . "Landon Young, mind your manners!" she scolds him .
"Huh? Is that man minding his manners?" Landon said between his hiccups of being drunk . "Remember, Quinn Williams! You can't touch my daughter!" he yells .
"Shut up . What you were thinking? We are better to go to our room . You were making a scene here!" she said firmly . Hannah stood from her seat, began pulling her drunk husband .
Cassie dropped her mouth open from her father's behavior . That was embarrassing! Why does her father have to say such things? She sat up from her chair to help her mother . Her Papa Landon can't stand straight on his own but only made stagger steps .
"You brought embarrassment on yourself, especially to our daughter!" she complains .
"Huh? I am just telling the truth!" he exclaimed .
"Just shut your mouth!"
"Mama, let me help you . " Quinn offers a hand, took over Cassie, and by him alone, it well-supported Landon on his stand .
"Remember this, Quinn Williams! You can't touch my daughter!" Landon keeps bubbling .
"You already said that to him," Hannah pouted . She and Cassandra were following Quinn and her husband who's talking drunk .
"I won't be in a hurry, sir," Quinn responded .
"Do you think I will give you my daughter? You were wrong! You can't have her for a thousand years!"
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