Chapter 18

“To think that the proud Miss Dunn of yore is now willing to beg for mercy on her knees and even kiss a servant in front of so many people. Tell me, how humiliated do you think that old man Joseph Dunn would be if he heard about this?” Joseph was Jane’s father.

Jane’s body gave a jolt, and she instantly turned pale, but the next second, she remembered something and retorted with her pale lips, “The Dunns do not have a daughter named Jane. I’m merely a convict.” She looked at the beautiful face right in front of her. Once, this was the face of her dreams, but now she wanted nothing more than to give it a wide berth.

“Mr. Stewart, I’m just a lowly convict. A great man like you shouldn’t have anything to do with me, so please spare me.” She forced down her terror of him and tried to act as lowly as possible. All she wanted to live in relative peace.

What did her dignity mean to her now? She had finally walked out of that dark prison, she could finally see the sunlight now. She did not want to give up this warmth she had fought so hard to feel.

Sean’s eyes narrowed dangerously, burning with rage… How could this lowly woman be the Jane Dunn who had been so obsessed with him back then? Even if he ignored her, she used to stick to him like glue, shamelessly and passionately, like a moth leaping into burning flames. What happened to that Jane Dunn?!

He clenched his teeth furiously! Yet he had no idea why he was so angry, where this anger was coming from.

His eyes were cold and merciless, his sharp gaze fixed onto her lips. Haydn had even left his mark there— When Sean had forcefully pulled her away from Haydn, the latter had accidentally bitten her on her lips.

All of a sudden…

“Was that your first kiss just now?”

“...Huh?” Jane blinked, but then she instinctively turned red.

An unspeakable rage burned in the depths of Sean’s heart, and his expression grew colder. Suddenly, he grabbed Jane by the arm and dragged her roughly to her feet, pulling her toward the washroom.

“Let go of me! I’m begging you, let go of me.”

Jane pleaded pitifully.

Sean was dragging her behind him, and her legs were in pretty bad shape, so she kept tripping and stumbling, nearly falling over several times. However, the man’s mysterious anger put him in no mood to care about the woman behind him.

Jane was dragged into the washroom, and before she could even steady her footing, a hand yanked her to the bathtub painfully. The man behind her turned on the tap and pressed her head under the water. “Guh… No… Cough cough cough~

“Mr. ...Stewart, cough cough cough, sir, please, I’m sorry, cough, please spare me... Mrgh!” The splashing water drowned out her choking and coughing as she pleaded, over and over again.

As for the man holding her down, he did not say a word from the start to finish, washing her lips over and over. He only stopped when her lips were bruised and bleeding.

“Cough cough…” As soon as Jane was released, she held onto the black marble and coughed violently. She was a right mess right now.

An ice-cold voice said above her head, “Tell me, how did Haydn Soros kiss you just now?”

“...” Jane raised her head in shock, her mouth half-agape. What kind of a question was that? How was she supposed to reply?

Was he trying to humiliate her? Jane turned her head away, mortified, and stayed silent… Now, this was probably the most she could do to defy him.

How cruel could Sean be?! Must he humiliate her like this?!

As for the man before her, his eyes instantly narrowed into slits… Was she avoiding him? She had the nerve to avoid him?

He suddenly reached out his long and slender fingers to grab her chin and force her to look at him.