There’s no way she could escape.
"Does it hurt?" He strode over, sat on the edge of the bed, his hands on either side of her. He had checked, yesterday he lost his temper, determined to make her yield, thus he lost control and restraint, causing her to be injured.
lody Thorne shut her eyes tightly, stubbornly sneered, "I’ve already satisfied you in everything you wanted, asking if it hurts now is quite redundant."
Jared Quinn stared at her little face. He had tornted her too severely yesterday, so today, no matter how much she taunted him, he couldn’t get angry. He rely saw it as her being petulant, "The dicine has been applied, you’ll recover soon."
lody Thorne avoided his gaze, refusing to acknowledge him. All she wanted now was a pill.
"Do you hate ?" Jared Quinn gazed down at her.
"Hate you?" lody Thorne scoffed, acting indifferent, "What is there to hate about you? God created n and won for pleasure, it doesn’t matter with whom."
When she said stop, didn’t he refuse to stop either!
Jared Quinn "!!!"
"Ding" lody Thorne’s phone rang, it was Hans Montrose calling. After he ssaged her yesterday, she hadn’t replied all night, especially since she was with the dangerous Jared Quinn, he was worried.
Jared Quinn saw it too, a trace of darkness passed through his eyes, but he didn’t take her phone.
lody Thorne parted her lips, her voice a bit hoarse, so she didn’t answer. After the call disconnected automatically, she sent a text ssage, "I’m fine, overslept, forgot to reply to your ssage."
"Young master" The butler stood outside the door and knocked.
"What’s the matter?" Jared Quinn opened the door, his handso and noble face blank and indifferent.
The butler wanted to peek inside but couldn’t see anything, Jared Quinn stood right by the door. Yesterday, Master Jared ordered all the servants to leave, no one was allowed inside the villa, leaving the butler sowhat worried.
Seeing the man’s calm expression now, the butler was a bit uncertain. This morning, they found the sofa ssed up, the coffee table was disarrayed, everything was on the floor.
"Is Madam okay, young master? If there’s anything to say, do please speak peacefully" Please, don’t get into a fight.
Jared Quinn arrogantly curled his red lips, "Do the private matters between a husband and wife need to be reported to you?"
Hearing "private matters between a husband and wife," and recalling the chaotic scene downstairs, the butler blushed, understanding what happened.
"No... no need."
"Anything else?" Jared Quinn’s patience was already exhausted.
Butler "... Young master, it’s ti for lunch. Also, the Adler Family sent an invitation, they want to restore the young master’s status, inviting us as witnesses."
Inside, lody Thorne was rubbing the marks from last night with a towel. She paused upon hearing the butler’s words.
Caleb was indeed not simple. Within days, he managed to compel the Adler Family to restore his status. If he could take over the Adler Family’s company, the cooperation between the Thorne Family and the Adler Family from years ago would beco clear.
She didn’t want anything else, just for the Adler Family to pay.
"Do you want to go?" Jared Quinn didn’t know when he turned around; his dark eyes seed to harbor raging ocean storms, waves surging secretly.
"It’s none of your business," lody Thorne covered herself with a blanket.
The butler withdrew, Jared Quinn closed the door, walked to the bedside, and lifted the blanket over her head, "Get up for lunch."
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