Chapter 304 Numb Himself

Megan stared at her nails in a daze. She knew that she had to make a choice. She had already accepted Aron's proposal. There was no turning back for such a thing even if she was unwilling to marry him now.

Besides, he was indeed a good choice. He had always been very good to her, and he could take good care of Eric. If she lived with him for the rest of her life, she might be very happy.

She had thought about everything, so she couldn't figure out why she felt sad. He was not bad, and she liked him. It seemed that she couldn't fall in love again at this age. Except for the person who had hurt her heavily, nobody seemed to be unable to give her the happiness she wanted.

It turned out that she was just too stubborn.

She didn't love the excellent man in front of her but thought of the person who had hurt her.

"Megan, what are you thinking about?" Aron asked, but he could only ask the question he really wanted to ask. He had no confidence to ask her if she regretted agreeing to his proposal.

Megan suddenly raised her head and looked into Aron's eyes. She could almost see the sadness in his eyes, and Megan's delicate heart was entangled.

She shook her head, trying to squeeze out a perfect smile and said to him in a relaxed tone, "Nothing. I'm looking forward to our wedding."

Althoug

n the darkness.

Megan, who was sleeping, immediately sat up from the bed when she heard the door open. She turned on the bedside lamp.

Eric slept in the next room. She had to go to Eric's room. No matter who came, she would not let Eric be hurt.

But before she went out of the bedroom, a figure entered her room and pressed her on the bed immediately.

"You..." Megan wanted to cry out, but she found it was Aron. She stopped shouting, but she didn't know what he was going to do.

She smelt the pungent smell of alcohol. It seemed that he was drunk.

"Aron, you are drunk. Wake up. You will wake up Eric later." Megan was pressed under him and couldn't move.

But her struggle was more like flirting, which made Aron want to do more bad things.

He remembered that woman in the bar flirted with him. He endured it at that time, but he couldn't bear it at all when it was Megan.

Did she love him or not? Was she just using her?

With such complaints, Aron wanted to do something more to Megan.

Megan didn't feel the danger until now. It was obvious what he wanted to do. Megan was wearing a thin pajamas, and it was a slip pajama.

Aron covered Megan's mouth. He didn't want to hear her voice. Now he was just enjoying the time of life. He had been waiting for this moment for a long time.