Chapter 7 But three days later , the Muttrie family dropped a fortune and bailed Simon out . That night , I was on Clark's balcony with a book when the doorbell rang . I checked the monitor - Simon , in a suit , holding a giant bouquet of roses . He wore that fake soft smile , like his courtroom meltdown never happened . I laughed coldly and hit the intercom . " Get lost . " His smile twitched but he recovered fast , voice smooth . " Heidi , I know you hate me . Just give me five minutes . Please . Face - to - face . " I almost shut it off . But then I thought - why make it easy for him ? I walked to the door and opened it just enough to leave the chain on . Simon lit up the second I cracked the door . He stepped forward fast , but the chain stopped him . " Heidi … " His eyes dropped to the diamond necklace - Clark's gift . His pupils shrank , but he forced a bitter smile . " You're really marrying him ? " I leaned on the frame , smirking . " What , you think I'd marry the guy who nearly beat me to death ? " He went pale . " No , Heidi , that wasn't what it looked like - I lost it that day- ' " A misunderstanding ? " I yanked my collar down , showing the whip marks still healing . " Ninety - nine lashes , Simon . You counted every one . "