Krystle was confused without knowing what happened. She saw Anya walk away and Alvin followed her quickly. "Babe.. What is happening? She asked Linus and went behind them.

Linus sighed. He was fine if Alvin and Anya don't get married right away. He hoped for them to come to an understanding soon.

Krystle saw Anya was angry at Alvin and was sure Alvin had done something big. "Al-..."

He quickly caught up with his Hothead to stop her from going into a protective mode for Anya. "Kryst, let them handle.."

"That jerk.."

"Breathe.. That's between them. I am sure my sister-in-law wants to handle it by herself. She will call you if needed." Linus coaxed his girlfriend.

He couldn't believe Alvin's actions wouldn't just affect Anya but Krystle too. And it would indirectly bring him responsibility.

Krystle calmed down, understanding it was about their relationship. However, "It better be nothing, or else I will crack his nuts." She snorted.

Linus: "..."

...

"Little Donut.. Little Donut.." Alvin went behind Anya who was pretty quick on high heels. In the delight and hurry to register the marriage, he had completely forgotten about his futile attempt for their marriage registration.

He caught her arm and tugged her to him. Anya immediately swung her handbag and hit him. "I don't want to talk to you." She hissed, trying to get away.

Alvin knew forcing or threatening or tyrannizing her wouldn't work when she gets angry. He needed to talk, and coax her so he was patient.

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"I am sorry." More she tried to leave, he pulled her back.

"You should be." Anya tried to leave but he cornered her to the wall. "Be sorry for yourself for the rest of your life." She scoffed and looked away.

Alvin didn't take her words seriously. He cupped her grumpy face and made her look at him. "I shouldn't have done that." He accepted his mistake but he wasn't guilty of doing it.

She was planning to live separately in her own house, wasn't taking his support, and hardly shared anything with him. So he wasn't ready to take any chances. By hook or by crook, he wanted to keep her next to him.

Anya shook her head, "No, be a repeater. Deceive me again." She pushed him away, irritated how she stupidly signed papers. She trusted him.

His intention was simple. He didn't want to lose her. If he has to do something to not lose her, he would do anything. "Little Donut!!?"

In anger, Anya continued, trying to push him away from her, "You would have chosen the same way to take my signature on the divorce paper after you were done with me. Wouldn't you?"

Alvin lost it there. He grunted straddling her, "Anya!!"

Anya's expression turned grave hearing him shout at her. She shoved him away and strode towards the car.

Alvin pinched between his brows. It felt like a roller coaster of emotions. For a few minutes, they were excited and eager to get their marriage registered. One of his actions turned everything upside down.

He fixed his mood. Fine, if she was angry, he didn't want to let her go alone. He caught up with her before she could reach the road to hail a taxi. "Little Donut.."

Anya breathed out sharply and faced him. She pointed at the marriage bureau and stated, sounding distant and cold, "I needed permission to get married so it didn't happen. Permission isn't required for a divorce."

She asked him earnestly, "How do you expect me to trust you after this?"

Alvin clenched his teeth hearing her speaking of divorce. When he did everything to have her, why would he think of divorce?

He didn't argue and answered her question, "You still do." She trusted him immensely to come to the decision to marry him even with the fear. This wasn't the distrust speaking but anger.

Ironically, Anya knew he was right. One shouldn't love somebody so much that they could disregard one's deceitful actions.

She was also aware Alvin was capable of doing more deceitful things to achieve his goals. She shouldn't have been surprised to know it. But she wished their relationship to grow on trust, love, and mutual respect.

She wanted to make her decision on her own about her life. She wasn't alone. She has a son and her parents. Her decision will impact them. And he tried to take her right away from her.

Taking a shaky breath, she made her heart a stone cold and asked him, "What about the prenuptial agreement? What are the clauses in it?"

She had seen many wealthy people signing the prenups on their own or at the suggestion of their legal team or parents. It was like a prenuptial ceremony for them to discuss clauses of marriage separation.

Anya didn't care about Alvin's money. If he had got her signature on a prenup on somebody's suggestion. She wanted to know it right away.

Alvin furrowed hearing her. That thing never crossed his mind. He would have buried the one six feet below if they had suggested it to him.

He was planning to be with her, why would he plan for a separation?

Was she finding reasons to distrust him? Well, he deserved it.

He reached out and pulled her into his embrace. He could only sigh seeing her standing like a statue. "We should rather sign a marriage contract with a clause you aren't allowed to leave me."

Anya's shoulders slacked in arms. She was sure she would have done something to him if he had taken her signature on the prenup.

That doesn't mean she was forgiving him. If he was afraid of losing her, he should talk to her rather than cheat her to get the signature.

She couldn't believe she was going to marry a deceiver. He needs to be taught. Clenching her teeth, she pulled her head away to look at him. Then she kneed him between his legs.

Alvin crouched, "F**k," and cursed loudly at the unbearable pain. Soft groans and grunts escaped his lips despite swallowing the pain. He gasped for air, clamping onto his jacket in search of relief from this agony.

What if there was no end to this pain?

What if it got worse?

These thoughts alone were enough to get his heart racing faster, never mind the pain itself. It took him a minute or two to gather himself and compose.

He narrowed his eyes at the woman who was responsible for it. The one he had to marry was making him impotent.

Anya snickered looking at his face twitching in pain. Although she felt like a sadist, she went closer and cupped his face. Gently grazing his cheek, "How is my return gift?"

Alvin gritted his teeth. If she was somebody else he would beat them to a pulp but she is his..., "Little Donut." He hissed.

Anya shrugged softly as she took her hand away. She kneed him to give him the pain. So next time even if the idea of deceiving her crosses his mind, he will have to take a diversion. "Next time, trust me, believe in yourself."

She took a step and stood by him. Her voice lowered when she warned, "Or else, next time, you will wish I shouldn't have been born."

If there comes the next time, she wouldn't let her feelings override his devious actions. She strode away and entered the marriage bureau.

Krystle was hotheaded, her friend was the sweetest one. She wanted to ask what happened that made Anya so angry to knee Alvin between his knees. She wouldn't dare to ask Anya who was seething.

"Would that have pained him a lot?" Krystle whispered watching Alvin's back.

Just a small part of her, pitied Alvin who was trying to gently coax Anya and the latter became the angry young woman.

Linus cleared his throat. He had imagined a different kind of doom for Alvin but this. "What do you think?" That's a haunting nightmare for men.

"So.. He is gone?" Krystle asked Linus. She seriously considered stopping Anya from registering the marriage. She wanted her friend to enjoy her youth.

Linus: "..."

...

Inside the bureau, Anya requested flatly, "Please continue the process."

The office agent looked at her and rolled his eyes. It wasn't a playground they come and go as they please. He lazily responded, "Closed for the day."

Anya's face fell. She looked at the wall clock and her eyes brightened, "There is one more minute." Her tone was a bit excited compared to her awful mood.

The office agent: "..."