I'll Teach You, Marianne.

"Obviously he's not like you, Alan," said Anne curtly and clearly.

Anne said that on purpose because she didn't want to compare Jack to anyone else, especially with Alan. Even though they had the exact same face, Anne didn't want to spoil Jack's memories with Alan's completely different attitude.

Hearing Anne's very sharp words, a cynical smile spread across Alan's face. "Of course he's not like me, I'm sure he's a stupid man. He has known you for years but hasn't been able to enjoy the beauty of your body, while I have only met you twice, and I already managed to get your virginity."

Blush! 

Anne's face reddened at Alan's words. She looked so angry to hear Alan speak like that, badmouthing Jack, the man she still loved to this day. 

When Alan was still trying to insult Jack, suddenly there was a knock on the bedroom door which made him cancel his intention to continue his speech. With unsteady steps, Alan walked towards the door to find out who had dared to knock on his bedroom door. 

A biting cold immediately burst out as the door to Alan's room opened, making Nicholas and the two bodyguards in front of the door shudder in horror.

"Sorry to interrupt your rest, sir," Nicholas said politely.

"Get to the point, no small talk." Alan answered Nicholas' words curtly. 

"Roger Douglas, that bastard, has followed us to Norway. He's currently on his way to this hotel, sir." Nicholas went straight to the point without further ado.

"Roger Douglas..." Alan mumbled softly the name of one of his best friends. 

Alan still clearly remembered what Roger said the last time they met a few months ago, when Roger clearly said he wanted to have everything Alan had. 

"Let's pack up, Nick, we're moving out of this hotel. I don't want him to meet Anne," said Alan suddenly. 

"Yes, sir."

After saying that, Alan then went back into the room to the big wardrobe to tidy up his suitcase. Luckily, Anne had not moved their clothes into the closet, so Alan had no trouble tidying up his clothes. Anne, who was still sitting on the bed, ignored Alan. She didn't care what her husband was doing now. She was still hurt by what Alan said earlier. 

"Put on your jacket, we're moving out of this hotel." Alan's voice sounded loud as he spoke, breaking Anne's thoughts.

"Moving? Moving where?" asked Anne confused.

"Tromso."

"No, I don't want to move to that place. I want to be here, if we have to move, let's just move to the opposite hotel," said Anne panicked. Hearing that Alan would take her to Tromso City, it would destroy Anne's plan to meet Erick and Alice to ask for their help.

"You're not the one who has the right to manage this time, Anne, you have no right to that," said Alan curtly.

"I-I don't want to, Alan, I just want to stay here. If you want to move, please just move..."

Crash!

Alan threw the empty glass that was nearby to the floor, causing a loud crashing sound.

"You're my wife, you go with me wherever I go and don't argue!!" Alan rebuked in a rising voice.

"I have the right to refuse!!" Anne replied again, not wanting to lose.

Alan's patience was depleted when he heard Anne's words. Without finishing his work, Alan then walked to the bed where Anne was. He quickly grabbed her hand and forced her to get out of bed. 

"It hurts..."

"If you can still feel the pain, then obey me and don't fight back, I can be crueler than that night, Anne."

Anne was silent when she heard his words. Being reminded of the night where she lost everything always made Anne weak. Seeing that she stopped arguing him, he grabbed his wife's hand roughly and took her out of the room, leaving her suitcases undone. Alan also didn't care that Anne had not put on her jacket. All he knew now was to take Anne away from Oslo as soon as possible. Alan didn't want Roger Douglas to see Anne. He didn't want Roger to do the same thing he did to Alan's other women by fucking them. Alan didn't want Anne to be touched by anyone other than himself. That was why he decided to move and keep as much distance as possible from Roger. Roger was the only close friend of Alan's who was not invited when he was married. 

"Alan, let me go, I can walk alone..."

"Shut up!!"

"Alan...!"

"Sir." Nicholas who was already in front of the bedroom door, immediately greeted Alan who had just come out of the room. 

"Oh good, you're here, please tidy up my things inside. I'll be waiting downstairs," asked Alan quickly.

"Yes sir, I understand," Nicholas answered obediently. 

After saying that, Alan continued his steps towards the elevator with Anne, whose hand was still gripped tightly in his right hand. Even though Anne whined, but Alan didn't pay attention. He continued to wrap his big hand in Anne's hand even though he was already in the elevator. The two bodyguards who were escorting him could only remain silent. They did not dare to open their mouths upon seeing what their master had done to his wife. When they arrived at the lobby, Alan immediately rushed to the car that was ready to take him wherever he was going. Anne, who couldn't do anything, could only surrender when she was forced into the car. Her plan to meet Erick and Alice were just wishful thinking. 

Shortly after Alan and Anne got into the car, Nicholas and several other bodyguards came with big suitcases. They quickly got into the car following the master who didn't let go of his wife's waist, as she sat beside him. 

"Everything is done, sir." Nicholas reported to Alan as he got into the car.

"Good, let's go quickly. Don't let that bastard follow us again and please take care of Roger and his men. Make sure they don't leave Oslo while we're in Tromso," Alan answered flatly.

"Ready sir, you don't worry. Roger Douglas won't be able to chase you anymore," Nicholas said quickly. 

Alan smiled at Nicholas' words. He seemed very satisfied with the work of his men. After all the processes were completed, the car carrying Alan and his men left the hotel for the airport to go to Tromso. While passing the hotel where Erick and Alice were, Anne's eyes filled with tears. She wanted so badly to jump out of the car right now, but she realized that was the most impossible thing to do. 

"Don't ever try to think of running away from me, Anne, remember that carefully. From the moment you set foot in Luxembourg, you were destined to be mine, to hell with that guy named Jack. From now onwards, you should only think of me. Erase your memories with him, ' Alan said softly as his arms tightened around Anne's waist.

"You have no right to that, Alan," replied Anne curtly, trying to fight Alan.

Seeing Anne fought back made Alan even more challenged. Without Anne's expectation, Alan suddenly grabbed her body and placed her on his lap. 

"Tell me again, Anne," Alan said coldly, squeezing Anne's buttocks with exasperation. 

Anne flinched when Alan touched her in front of all his men. Her body went limp due to Alan's touch, which made her suddenly lost her balance and fell on Alan's body. 

"Stop please...."