Chapter 174 You Hate Me

Stacy's brain was groggy. She felt bumpy and it seemed that she was lying in a car.

Slowly, she opened her eyes and became sober. She saw what was going on around her.

She was in a business car with seven seats. The back seat was put down, which saved a lot of space and was like a big bed. She was lying on it, stuck with black tape. She couldn't see clearly whether it was daytime or night. But she felt that it should be daytime because there was no flashing light.

She wanted to move, but found that her head was very painful and her hands couldn't move. When she looked down, she found that her hands and feet were tied.

Ryan, who was driving the car, saw her wake up from the rearview mirror and said, "You're awake. Are you hungry?"

Stacy thought about what had happened before and was unwilling to talk to him and then closed her eyes.

"You hate me?" Ryan could clearly see every expression on her face from the rearview mirror.

Was she not willing t