Amanda struggled to breathe five minutes later, as Dickson, with reluctance, finally released his grip on her. Had she not been injured the day before, and had he not wished to avoid causing her further harm, he wouldn't have restrained himself.Amanda's body felt feeble as she collapsed onto the chair, casting a fearful gaze at Dickson. She pleaded, "Dickson, don't touch me again..." Her fear of him was palpable, a result of his overwhelming dominance and strength. Some women might enjoy the sensation of submission, but for her, it was unbearable.Despite Amanda's beauty, her eyes were now filled with tears and fear, resembling a frightened deer. Dickson, moved by her vulnerability, embraced her gently and instructed, "Be good and listen to me. You're not allowed to think about anything else, and you're not allowed to date other men."Amanda, rendered speechless, felt her heart skip a beat. "Did you hear that?" Dickson asked, lifting her chin and locking eyes with her.Amanda's eyes
"Dickson...""Hurry up," Dickson said.Amelia had no choice but to rise and leave the restaurant with him.After getting back into the car, Dickson remained silent. He started the ignition as soon as Amelia fastened her seatbelt.Just as the car exited the car park, they happened to spot a silver Bentley approaching them.Dickson felt a sudden shock upon recognizing the car that he suspected belonged to Amanda.He glanced at the licence plate, confirming it was indeed Amanda's car.He presumed that Amanda had also come to this place to dine.Reflecting on this, Dickson wore a displeased expression, suspecting that Amanda might have arranged a meeting with someone. It was uncommon for someone to visit such a high-end restaurant alone."Melia, I have something to attend to now," Dickson mentioned, abruptly pressing the brake and bringing the car to a stop on the roadside. "Please arrange a taxi for yourself."Amelia was startled by the sudden halt of the car, and she looked at Dickson i
Andrew called multiple times, but Amanda didn't answer. Faced with no other option, Andrew resorted to leaving several voice messages for Amanda, expressing concern about her whereabouts. Despite being already present, Amanda failed to respond to the calls as her phone incessantly signalled new messages on Messenger. This caught the attention of Dickson, who, upon realising the gravity of the situation, demanded to see Amanda's phone. Amanda, agitated while driving, resisted Dickson's request, fearing his reaction to Andrew's messages. Tensions escalated as Dickson insisted on taking control of the situation, causing a scene in the car."Quickly hand over the phone!" demanded Dickson, persisting in his attempt to seize the device despite Amanda's protests.In a moment of panic, Amanda turned the steering wheel, causing the car to abruptly swerve out of its lane, narrowly avoiding a collision with the vehicle behind her. Amanda, now terrified and perspiring, brought the car to a halt i
Witnessing this, Jack was so alarmed that he dared not utter a word. Swiftly, he retrieved a tissue and handed it to Dickson, who used it to wipe his face. Suddenly, a thought struck Dickson, and he suggested, "By the way, let's take a round on the overpass now. Turn around. Get on the overpass!"Several cars swiftly ascended the overpass once again. Soon, they reached the spot where Dickson had discarded Amanda's phone. "Here it is," Dickson declared. "Stop!""Stop!" the driver promptly pulled over."Find a few professional divers and recover the phone for me!" Dickson ordered.Jack was left speechless, his displeasure evident. "It seems that Mr. Dickson has tossed a cell phone again," he pondered. "And this time, he throws it into the sea!" He found it a bit peculiar, considering that in the past, Dickson would promptly replace a smashed phone."Understood, Mr. Dickson!" Jack acknowledged.Left behind by Dickson, Amelia, fueled by anger, embarked on a search for Eric. In front of a
Lizzy felt compelled to follow Amanda's orders and, reluctantly, she turned off her phone. When Dickson called back, a customer service message informed him that Lizzy's phone was switched off. Frustrated, Dickson cursed and tossed his phone onto the table, exasperated by Lizzy not taking him seriously.Once submissive and humble in his presence, she now displayed surprising arrogance. Truly, women could be unpredictable. "John, locate Amanda's current position," commanded Dickson."Understood, Mr. Dickson," replied John before leaving the office. Jack entered, and the two exchanged anxious glances, quickly attending to their tasks. "Mr. Dickson seems quite irritable today," they thought. "We need to be extremely cautious.""Mr. Dickson, the phone is repaired," reported Jack."Bring it here!" Dickson demanded."Here you go," Jack respectfully handed over the fixed phone.Amanda's phone was now restored, with the password unlocked and the data recovered.Dickson powered on the phone an
Unexpectedly, Amanda found herself pursued by Dickson all the way to the hotel, where he once again asserted dominance over her. This triggered a depressive episode for Amanda. The sound of heavy knocks echoed as Dickson forcefully tapped on the bathroom door."Amanda, what are you doing in there? Get out now! If you keep staying inside, I'll break in!" he shouted. Despite the urgency in his tone, Amanda neither responded nor opened the door. In a panic, Dickson held his breath and strained to listen, but there was complete silence. Filled with anxiety, he kicked the bathroom door open.Upon turning on the lights, Dickson discovered Amanda curled up in the bathtub, her eyes tightly shut and face immersed in the water. Concerned, he questioned, "Amanda, what are you doing?" No response came; it appeared that she had already lost consciousness. Distressed, Dickson hastily pulled Amanda out of the water, repeatedly calling her name in alarm.Amanda had lost consciousness, her body limp a
Lizzy nervously inquired, "How's Miss Amanda?" A few bodyguards stationed at the ward's entrance obstructed their path. "You can't enter!" they declared. Undeterred, Lizzy insisted, "We need to see Miss Amanda!" The response was firm, "She's still asleep. No entry allowed." Lizzy reluctantly conceded, "Fine, we'll observe from outside."Inside the ward, Amanda, regaining consciousness, attempted to rise but faltered. Observing this, Dickson hastened to assist her, saying, "Mandy, what do you need? I'll take care of it." Weakened, Amanda queried, "Where am I?" Dickson replied, "You're in a hospital." Astonished, Amanda exclaimed, "Hospital? Why am I here?" Dickson, gripping her hand, expressed concern, "Mandy, I'm sorry. Please don't do that again. You scared me half to death!"Dickson's eyes welled up with emotion; he had spent the entire night worrying without rest. Amanda gradually recollected the previous night's events. She realised, "I had a depression attack in the bathtub, and
In a rush, Dickson quickly exited the room upon hearing the news. He pondered, "Isaac rarely gives me a call; it must be something important." Answering the phone, he greeted with a quick, "Hello?" On the other end, Isaac urgently conveyed, "Mr. Dickson, Mrs. Kiki isn't feeling well and insists you return to the Anderson mansion right away." Concerned, Dickson inquired, "What's wrong with grandma?" Isaac explained, "Mrs. Kiki's condition has worsened, and the doctor is already on the scene." Anxious, Dickson exclaimed, "I'm heading home immediately!" "Noted, Mr. Dickson," responded the butler. After hanging up, Dickson, ready to leave, suddenly remembered Amanda and returned to the ward.Dickson informed Amanda, "I have an urgent situation, and I need to get back home quickly. You..." Amanda, harbouring resentment towards Dickson, responded icily, "Just go home. Don't worry about me!" Taking charge, Dickson directed, "Lizzy and Jack stay here and look after Amanda. Call me if needed."
Knock! Knock!The sound of the door was heard as it came with a knock not so loud.“Who could that be?” Dickson thought out loud as he tried finding out the person behind the door.“Are you expecting anyone in this house?” He asked Betty who acts like the second in command whenever Amanda isn't around.“I'm not expecting anyone, sir. As you can see madam Amanda asked me to watch over her son and that's what I'm being paid for.” She made her duties clear to him in a clearer tone.“I don't know if at all I'll be doing the right thing to open the door for the person behind the door to enter.” He stood up from where he sat and paced around uncontrollably.Betty watching the way Dickson moved spoke up, “You don't have to bother at all it might be that the knock was a mistake.”“That could be true as well. Let's hope that the knocker won't knock again.” Betty addressed him pointing her fingers to the chair instructing him to seat on it.Knock! Knock!“Did you hear that? I think I need to te
“Francisca can’t be left alone. Look after her!”Anna nodded solemnly. “Miss Amanda, don’t worry. I’ll take good care of her!”“Then I’ll take my leave first!”“Goodbye, Miss Amanda!”Amanda did not say anything else. She took her bag and left in a hurry.Dickson followed closely behind.Amanda arrived at the parking lot and reached for the car key in her pocket, only to realize thather car was still at the studio.Dickson was the one who sent her and Francisca to the hospital.“Uh…” Amanda frowned and resentfully put the car keys back into her bag.She was about to hail a taxi when a car stopped beside her.“Get in!” Dickson rolled down the window and looked at her casually.Amanda was stunned.Even though she didn’t want to get into his car, she knew he would go crazy again if she rejectedhim.Helpless, Amanda obediently got into the front passenger seat.In the car.Amanda did not say a word, Her expression was cold and indifferent.Dickson glanced at her from time to time, his g
Seeing that Francisca had recovered, she could not help but lie on the bed and fall asleep.She took a nap in a daze and felt someone putting a piece of clothing on her shoulder.Amanda was shocked and quickly opened her eyes.She turned around and saw Dickson.He was holding a suit and putting it on her at that moment.Amanda suddenly sat up straight. “Dickson, why are you back again?”Seeing how nervous she was, Dickson chuckled. “You still owe me a bowl of noodles, so why can’t Ibe back?”Amanda frowned in frustration. “This is a hospital. I can’t make noodles for you!”“When are you going to make it for me?”“When my daughter recovers, I’ll make it for you when I have time!”Dickson chuckled. “Alright, I’ll wait for you!”“There’s nothing else here. You can go back now!”When Dickson heard this, he raised his eyebrows and smiled. “No, I want to accompany you here!”“I don’t need your company. It’s already so late. Hurry up and go back to sleep!”“Don’t worry. I’ll make the noodle
Seeing Dickson had found Eric to confront him, Amelia was frightened and uneasy.Dickson’s face was covered with a layer of coldness. “Why are you so nervous?”“I’m not nervous!” Although Amelia denied it, her heart was about to jump out of her throat.Dickson examined Amelia with a sinister expression.“Dickson, don’t look at me like that. Do you… not trust me?” Amelia’s body went numb from hisstare.As she spoke, her tears fell again. She looked weak and helpless.Dickson did not say anything else. He just smoked silently and waited.While waiting, Amelia became even more uneasy.She wanted to find an opportunity to call or send a message to Eric to warn him not to spoutnonsense.Unfortunately, Dickson was watching her. She had no chance at all.Half an hour later!Eric was brought to an office.There was a huge double–sided mirror in the office.Dickson and Amelia were behind the mirror. They could see Eric’s every move.However, Eric could not see them.Seeing Eric, Amelia’s fac
Amanda rolled her eyes and pushed open the door to the ward. Standing outside, Amelia appeared lost in thought. It seemed like she had been standing there for quite some time, her face reflecting a mix of despair and sorrow. Amanda, taken aback, questioned, "What brings you here?" In response, Amelia mustered a faint sneer, casting a cold look at Amanda and retorting, "Why wouldn't I be here?" Unperturbed, Amanda urged, "Feel free then," and proceeded down the corridor, avoiding any interaction with Amelia. However, Amelia's tone suddenly turned sharp, demanding, "Halt!" Reluctantly, Amanda turned back with a gloomy expression, making it clear that she had no desire to encounter anyone from Anderson’s family."What is your intention?" Suddenly, Amelia forced a miserable smile, resembling an injured little white rabbit. "Why do you have to meddle with my boyfriend?" She questioned with a gasp, her trembling nose bridge resembling a pitiful, dehydrated goldfish."Amelia, I'll say it aga
Dickson looked at her from head to toe. His hawk-like eyes seemed to be seeking credit.Amanda took a deep breath and swiftly breathed in and out.She didn’t want to say anything now–not a single word.Seeing she was still silent, Dickson arrogantly pursed his lips and confidently approached her from the opposite side of the bed."Your daughter might have been dead without me! Don't you think you should express your gratitude?" he said. Facing Amanda, Dickson remained shamelessly self-assured, as if his actions were entirely expected.Amanda took a deep look at Dickson and had mixed feelings.She was naturally grateful to him. However, after hearing what he said, the gratitude suddenly turned into ashes."Say something!" Dickson insisted, reaching out to encircle her shoulder."What are you after?" Amanda questioned, her pupils narrowing, revealing a subtle sharpness.“Judging from his expression, he probably wants me to compensate him with that again!” Amanda thought. The last bit of
Hearing the way Amanda spoke, Stella became angry once more and took it upon herself to react, "Has my son committed a crime? If at all he committed a crime, It's not for you to pass judgement!"Patrick watched the way Stella spoke and got furious as he cautioned her,"Shut your mouth immediately!" He then turned to Mandy, as he begged for her forgiveness, urging her to forgive Stan this time.Patrick pleaded, "Rick acted impulsively, but he has learned his lesson. Please forgive him this time; I'm kneeling before you, begging for it!" With those words, Patrick was seen kneeling before Amanda, who promptly responded, "Patrick, get up. Don't do this."Amanda was disgusted at the sight of Patrick kneeling before her. Knowing fully well that he is older than her.He didn’t bother about his age as he kept persisting."If you won't forgive Stan, I'll continue kneeling!" He was on the verge of kneeling again in front of Amanda. Annoyed and frustrated, Amanda took hold of Patrick, asking him t
Exhausted, Stella exclaimed, "Must you involve the police in this? It's not a big deal."Amanda, taken aback and infuriated by Stella's comment, countered, "Not a big deal? You're downplaying it; Stanley committed intentional homicide!"Stella argued, "Your daughter is alive! At most, it's a prank. Why go to such lengths to send my cousin to prison?"Unwilling to prolong the argument, Amanda stated, "I don't want to continue this conversation. Let the police decide. They'll judge whether Stanley played a prank or committed a crime."Turning away, Amanda prepared to leave, dismissing Stella and Stanley. Stella, desperate, yelled, "Don't walk away from me!"Amanda firmly responded, "I won't engage with you." Realising Amanda's seriousness, Stella grew anxious.Amelia, feeling uneasy, remarked, "Intentional homicide? Stanley could face attempted murder charges even if he didn't take a life. In that case, he'll still be sentenced."Stella, dismissing the gravity of the situation, retorted
Stella and Patrick’s expressions shifted as they began to suspect that Stanley might have abducted Amanda’s daughter. However, Stella was consistently unreasonable, always ready to argue even when lacking advantages. Despite this, Stella would staunchly defend Stanley, even if he were in the wrong. Stella yelled, “You can’t just do whatever you want to Stanley, no matter the circumstances.”Indignant, Stella untied her distressed Cousin, shouting, “Who do you think you are? How dare you harm my cousin like this?” Amelia delicately shook Dickson’s arm, suggesting, “Dickson, perhaps this is just a misunderstanding. Stanley is my friend’s Cousin. Can't we resolve this through dialogue? Why resort to violence?”Patrick also lamented, “Mandy, Stan is like your younger brother too. How can you harm him so severely? We're family; we should be able to talk things out. A sister shouldn't treat her brother like this.”Amanda countered, “Hmph. Stanley wouldn’t have done something so outrageous i