Jonathan quickly wrapped up discussing the details of their business with the crafty Brian and even graciously declined the two beautiful women that the latter had insisted on presenting him with. All Jonathan wanted to do was get back to Scarlett's side.However, even after Jonathan had waited in their room for a long time, Scarlett still hadn't shown up. He couldn't help but wonder if Scarlett had secretly left while he'd been gone. At first, he simply dismissed the thought as impossible. However, after searching their room, he realized that her bags and belongings were all missing, confirming his suspicions that she'd left. What a bitch! Did she forget all about her agreement with him?Jonathan angrily lit a cigarette and puffed a cloud of smoke into the air, shrouding his face and adding an air of mystery to him. He really couldn't understand what she was thinking at all. Did he not treat her well enough? Did she really expect him to treat her like a priceless piece of treasure?
"Do you know how fucked you are now that you've done that to me?" Jonathan growled at Gracie. Never in his life had he met such a foolishly bold woman who thought that drugging him was a good idea. It was an insult to his very existence! He'd never liked Gracie to begin with. Now he despised her very being, so he would never sleep with her, especially not under such circumstances.However, Gracie was persistent. She struggled to crawl back onto the bed and kept trying to seduce Jonathan with her body. She blew gusts of warm air onto the shell of his ears with her red lips, desperately trying to awaken the desire in the man before her. She'd already committed to the plan; she couldn't back out now. She had to make sure that they actually slept together tonight, or she might never get the opportunity again. Besides, if she didn't sleep with him tonight, he'd never just let the matter slide. It was now or never!"Damn it!" Jonathan cursed in his heart. He was so close to completely losi
Even when she was literally on the brink of death, Gracie still made sure to talk shit about Scarlett. However, Jonathan wasn't about to fall for her tricks anymore. He mustered all the strength he had left to give her another resounding slap.In the other room, Scarlett felt as if she were stuck in a never-ending loop of nightmares. In her nightmares, she was being assaulted by men. They were all using her as their object of desire to satisfy themselves, but she couldn't seem to fight back at all. She could no longer differentiate her dreams from reality. If this was a dream, why did it feel so real?Conversely, if this was happening in real life, then why was she completely unable to break free and escape? After a while, her nightmare finally changed. However, the new scene was equally terrifying as the last. In this nightmare, she was the only person left in the world. She was stuck in pitch-black nothingness, and despite pricking her ears to try and gauge if there was anyone with
This time, Jonathan heard her clearly. How could he not? He wasn't deaf after all. She'd clearly called him a 'fucking asshole,' and it fueled the anger in his heart. He was already in an exceedingly foul mood after nearly falling into Gracie's trap just now. He'd gone through hell and back just to rush to Scarlett's side, but not only was she unappreciative, she was even cussing him out right now.If it hadn't been for her, he wouldn't have had to rush so much, but she didn't seem to care. He was trying to be nice to her, but she just wasn't accepting his grace at all. Jonathan had always been a proud man; it was natural that he couldn't accept that Scarlett had cursed at him. Besides, he'd never been cussed at by a woman in his entire life, but Scarlett constantly did just that."Are you fucking sick? Do you really think I won't do anything to you just because you're like this right now?" he growled. However, before he could continue his tirade, she'd already slipped back into unco
Seeing Scarlett finally awake made his initially frosty expression warm slightly. He held up the bowl of hot chicken soup that he'd brought and took a sip to test the temperature. The soup was quite good, and since it had been in the open for a while, it was just the right temperature for her to drink comfortably. Now that he was satisfied with it, he picked up a spoon and prepared to spoon-feed Scarlett, but her arm shot out to take the bowl from him. She coldly said, "There's no need for that. I can eat myself."Though the bowl of soup wasn't hot, she was also a patient who'd only just recovered from the effects of the drugs that Gracie had used on her. As such, her hand shook as she held the bowl of soup, making the soup slosh and the spoon rattle noisily as well. Seeing her own weak state irritated her, and she needed an outlet to release all her pent-up anger.She took a sip of the soup and then placed the bowl back on the table as she mildly said, "The soup is too hot for me."
Jonathan struggled to suppress the anger in his heart, but it was proving to be difficult considering how close he was to completely losing control. If Scarlett kept on doing shit like this to provoke him, he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't do anything bad to her."Are you done?" he asked coldly.Scarlett simply shook her head, and though she'd almost lost her voice by yelling at him, the fury and pain in her heart hadn't dissipated.The feeling of hopelessness was like a vice around her heart, and she didn't know how much longer she'd have to suffer like this. Perhaps this torture would never end, but she needed to vent her anger."Let me tell you that I will always fight you! I'll never stop fighting you! Everything that I'm doing to you now is nothing compared to what you've done to me! Why are you doing this to me? What did I ever do to you? Have you not had your fun already? Why did you have to promise me to another man? What gives you the right to do something like that t
Seeing her fearful expression improved his mood immeasurably. The more afraid she was of him, the more he wanted to tease her. Though he thought that it was hilarious that she was so scared of him, his expression only became more thunderous as he coldly said, "Do it yourself and hurry up. If you wait for me to do it, I won't be gentle with you."However, despite his words, Jonathan immediately started working on removing her clothes after he'd finished talking. He didn't have the patience to play this game of cat and mouse with her. Scarlett, on the other hand, was terrified and struggled to stop him. She didn't think that he would be so animalistic as to do something like this to a patient in a hospital. Even on good days, Scarlett couldn't win against Jonathan when it came to physical strength. As such, it was unsurprising that she couldn't win against him while recovering from her wounds. It didn't take long before Jonathan completely took off her medical gown. Scarlett couldn't
However, she couldn't find it in herself to be grateful to him when she recalled everything he'd done to her. There were times when he was just too cruel and heartless toward her.She didn't know how to face him, nor did she know what to say to him, making her feel awkward. She really hoped that she would wake up one day and never need to see him again. She really wished she could go back in time to her birthday and take back ever promising him anything. She really wished that she'd never met him because she was at a loss for how to deal with him. Scarlett's vision was getting blurrier, as if she were about to fall asleep. Perhaps it was the after-effects of the drugs from yesterday, but her head was still spinning, and all she wanted was to just go to sleep. Besides, if she was asleep, she wouldn't have to fret about how she was going to deal with Jonathan, and she could finally get away from the chatter of the world.Eventually, Scarlett fell asleep. She only woke up again at mid