Chapter 35

'Trust me, Irish.'

Those words always crossed Irish's mind, should she do that to be free from Damian? Does she have enough courage to fight Damian?

Irish looked at the man sitting in front of her, his smile was so charming and warm but behind that smile was a cold-blooded man who had no compassion. He grasped Irish's hand, looking at the ring he had given her that was still firmly on Irish's ring finger. Their relationship looked romantic in front of many people, with the woman leaning on her man's broad shoulders but in reality there are 'chains' binding her, preventing her from going anywhere she wanted.

"Do you need more money after going on holiday yesterday, honey?" Damian asked as he kissed the back of Irish's hand.

Damian reached into his coat and pulled out a card to give to Irish, "Take this, spend as much as you want. As long as it makes you happy, I'll be happy to give it to you."

She couldn't believe she could hold a card that only certain rich people had, Irish was