Dorothy shook her head blankly, "I don't know."

"You don't know?" He sneered, "You don't know how you climbed onto my bed?"

"How do I know that? Do you think I want to sleep in your bed?" Dorothy was angry to learn from his tone that he was almost charging her of sleeping in his bed by herself.

"You don't want to sleep in my bed?" There was a sarcastically smile on Zack's face, "Were you able to marry me if you didn't climb in my bed? Were you able to become the daughter-in-law of my family, the White Family, if you didn't climb in my bed? Were you able to live such a wonderful life if you didn't climb in my bed?"

Dorothy felt that he was making trouble out of nothing. She was never used to arguing with people, but these words Zack said were really hurtful. So even if she wanted to hold back her anger, she had to argue with him!

She shouted at him, "Do you think I want to marry you? Who do you think you are? Are you worthy of my attention? You...you are really sick!"

Dorothy's yelling angered Zack. He suddenly got up and rushed over, grabbed her by the arm, and threw her severely. Dorothy was standing unsteadily, so she jumped forward and fell on the bed.

Zack rushed to suppress her and looked at her expression with both anger and excitement. The sarcastic smile on his face became even wider, "Why are you so excited? I have exposed your conspiracy and tricks, so you are mad now?"

Dorothy struggled desperately, trying to push him away, but the more she struggled, the tighter he pressed her.

Dorothy's hands scratched his face. Zack's jaw got hurt because her nails cut his skin.

"You're trying to get yourself killed!" Zack angrily grabbed her hand and held them on either side of her head.

Dorothy couldn't move anymore, so her body arched desperately. She shouted, "What are you doing? What are you going to do? Let me go!"

"What do you think I will do?" Zack had a weird sneer on his mouth, "I am your husband, and we just get married. Don't you know what I am going to do?"

"You... you let me go!" Dorothy struggled, kicking up with both feet and trying hard to break free from under him. But in front of the tall man, her struggle was too insignificant.

Zack held Dorothy's hands together, grabbed them with one hand, and stroked her face with his other hand.

Dorothy was panicked. No man had ever done anything like this to her. She shivered all over as if she felt cold, stammering in protest, "What are you... what are you doing? What are you doing? Let me go..."

The weird smile on Zack's face was even deeper, "Let you go? Don't you want to sleep with me? I am now doing what a newlywed husband should do. As a wife, you should also fulfill your duty to your husband!"

Dorothy was anxious to realize what he wanted to do, so she suddenly raised her head, bent forward, and bit the back of his hand hard!

Zack felt hurt and hurriedly threw it away. When he got up, he saw that two rows of teeth marks appearing on the back of his hand. There was even blood shot coming out!

"You!" Zack was extremely frustrated. He pushed her violently, "What did you do? Have you gone crazy?"

Dorothy got up and ran to the door, glaring at him, "Humph! Don't you dare bully me!"

"I bully you?" Zack gritted his teeth in anger, "Don't you want to sleep in my bed? Now that we are married, you don't want to fulfill your obligations as a wife? I'm telling you, it is your duty to serve your man sleeping. You'd better come and stay with me obediently..."

"Don't you ever think about it!" After Dorothy said that, she turned and ran out. But as soon as she got to the top of the stairs, she was caught by Zack.

Zack dragged her in, "Why are you running? Do you think you can run away? I say you still need a lesson to be taught! If you don't want to sleep with me now, why did you climb in my bed that night?"

"I didn't!" Dorothy shouted angrily.

"Well, I won't waste my time talking nonsense with you. One question, will you sleep with me?"

"No!" Dorothy looked stubborn.

"Do you think you are qualified to be a wife if you don't sleep with your husband?"

Dorothy said frankly, "You said yourself that you don't admit this marriage. If so, why do you require me to sleep with you?"

Zack was unable to refute her.

"Moreover," Dorothy continued, "You said that I am now your maid and you are the master. How could a maid sleep with her master?"

Zack patted the bedside table, "Shut up! You have a lot to talk about, don't you?"

Dorothy shut up.