Drugged

The wide bathtub was filled with warm water. Shawn threw Angie in and sat on the side, smoking leisurely.

Angie shrank into the water, her arms folded over her chest, her back to him. Angie clenched her teeth, hoping that the nightmare would end soon.

As long as she thought of how Avery had been humiliated, she felt that everything she had paid for was worth it. Didn't Blake like Avery to be pure and clean? As long as she wasn't clean, Blake would definitely not like her anymore.

She was tormented by Shawn throughout the night, and the next day, she fell asleep for the entire morning. By the time she woke up, it was already past one in the afternoon. Her entire body was sore as if she was about to fall apart. But she couldn't care less about that, all she could think about was the deal with Shawn.

"Where's Shawn?" Angie pushed the door and walked out, casually grabbing a maid and asking.

"Sir had instructed that you should rest in the room. When he is not busy, he will come to see you