Linda frantically searched the front of the scarf but couldn't find Carl's name embroidered in gold thread."Impossible! It must be on the other side!"Despite turning the small piece of fabric inside and out three times, she couldn't find her proof.Michael's patience wore thin: "Well? Found anything?"Linda's eyes bulged as she kept muttering: "I'll find it! I know I will!"“Dear Linda looking for this?"Carl pulled out another scarf from under his coat, clearly showing his name embroidered on it."How? This isn't right!" Linda stared at Carl in disbelief.Carl casually draped the scarf over his armchair, saying coolly: "Everyone knows how important this scarf is to me. Why would I give it away so carelessly?"Renee felt someone watching her, but when she looked up, she saw nothing. Perhaps it was just her imagination.Humiliated, Linda turned on Renee with venom."Renee, if you're innocent, why were you so desperate earlier?"Renee collected herself and stepped forward:
Renee's heart stopped.By the time she noticed Travis's sinister look, it was too late.Travis signaled to Linda.As Renee reached for her scarf, Linda yanked it away, nearly making her fall.Though she caught herself, the bite marks on her neck were now visible to Michael.Linda grabbed her hand, pointing at the marks: "Father, look! I wasn't lying! This proves she's been with Carl! These are clearly a man's bite marks!"Renee covered her neck: "No! This has nothing to do with Carl!""You keep denying it, but what about when you slept with him? Don't tell me it was an accident! We know your dirty intentions! You're just like your mother - using your body to climb the social ladder!"Linda grew more heated, dragging Susanne into it.Seeing Patrick about to intervene, Renee quickly stepped forward.She didn't want to cause trouble for Patrick and Susanne - their position in the family was already precarious."Mrs. Grey, how would my involvement with Carl benefit you? Why are
Michael remained silent, his stern gaze fixed on Carl, waiting for his response.Renee looked down at her bleeding palms, feeling no pain.She was already too humiliated, too hurt.But the killing blow was yet to come.Carl's eyes, deep as an abyss, swept over Renee, his face showing nothing but endless frost and ice."It's none of my concern."Her wounded palm rubbed against her coat repeatedly, grinding debris deeper into her flesh, but Renee was numb to it all.Travis smoothly pulled the rigid Renee closer, smiling: "Thank you for your blessing, Uncle."To outsiders, it might have seemed like genuine affection.But only Renee knew he was just trying to win against someone.Unfortunately, he was completely wrong.Carl didn't care about her at all.Michael's gaze shifted between Renee and Travis, showing less anger than when he'd thought she was involved with Carl.He only reprimanded: "Impossible! The Greys don't accept people of loose morals."Loose morals?Renee dug
Renee had taken the small knife from the living room's coffee table fruit bowl.She'd sensed Carl would come.And he did, but he blocked her knife.He effortlessly caught the blade, rendering her pushing useless.Renee's eyes were red, filled with hatred, but her face was ashen as she bit her lip.The bite marks on her lips drew blood.Carl stared at her, his eyes unfathomable.Just as her strength was failing, he released his grip. The knife slashed across his palm, drawing blood.Renee froze.Carl merely asked coolly: "Satisfied?""You're insane!"Renee threw the knife away and tried to leave.He grabbed her neck from behind, spun her around, and pulled her close, forcing a dominating kiss.Renee's eyes widened as she beat against him, but he was unmoved, kissing her even harder.Rain dripped from his hair, running down his cheeks. His eyes seemed misty, like deep fog hiding something she couldn't understand.As the rain grew heavier, pelting them both, Renee shivered.
The wounds looked raw and bloody.When Renee tried to pull away, Carl forced her closer, his strong arm wrapping around her back, trapping her against him.“Don’t move. Do you want to lose your hand?” His low, steady voice brushed hotly against her ear, making it clear that she had no choice but to comply.At the mention of her hand, Renee stopped resisting. Ever since she’d left the mansion, the wound on her hand had been throbbing with pain, so much so that she hadn’t even registered what Susanne had said to her earlier.Carl took out saline solution from the first aid kit: "This will hurt."Before Renee could process his words, he began cleaning the wounds. The pain made her scalp tingle, her fingers trembling.It felt like something burrowing into her flesh.When she tried to pull away, unable to bear it, his grip only tightened.Then she felt an odd sensation around the wound.Looking down, she saw Carl gently stroking the skin around the area while cleaning it, trying to
But you...Before Carl could finish, Renee fought back violently.All her hurt and resentment exploded at once - she didn't care what he had to say.She just wanted to escape him."Uncle Carl, don't bother explaining! I don't care! I don't care about Travis, and I certainly don't care about you! I've had enough!"She shouted, missing the dangerous glint in Carl's eyes.His gaze darkened as he gripped her chin, forcing it up: "Don't care?"Under his stare, Renee trembled with fear but she gritted her teeth and nodded with defiance."Yes! I don't-"He didn't let her finish, gripping her chin and kissing her fiercely like a storm.She raised her hands to resist but he pinned them against the window, gripping tighter until her wounds stung.He was doing it deliberately. He wanted her to feel the pain.Renee whimpered in pain as his breathing grew hotter.Renee let out a muffled gasp, but Carl’s breathing only grew hotter. His eyes held her captive as he deepened the kiss, taki
"There's no one else, okay?!"Renee glared at Carl, breathing heavily.Even angry, she looked alluring.Her eyes were misty, the corners red, fighting back tears with trembling lashes - even her tearful gaze was intoxicating.Her wet shirt clung to her skin, half-revealing, testing any man's self-control.Carl's eyes darkened further, his fist clenching until his knuckles turned white.Finally, he closed his eyes and threw her a dry towel."Cover yourself."Renee hesitated, once again unable to read him.But there was no time to think - she just wanted to wrap herself up quickly.As she grabbed the towel, a sharp snap broke the silence.Her bra strap, worn for over a year, had broken during the struggle.Right in front of Carl.Whoosh!She pulled the towel over herself - and her head."Ahem..."Carl cleared his throat hoarsely, his clenched fist aching.Yet he could still feel her warmth on his fingertips.He shouldn't have held back earlier!...The car stopped out
As Renee turned, a shadow fell over her, cornering her against the wall.Carl played with the towel, his disheveled hair giving his face a dangerous edge.When she tried to move away, she was immediately pulled against his solid chest.Her unspoken explanation was silenced by a fleeting kiss.The touch was gentle, as if she were made of glass.This tenderness unsettled Renee more than his previous intensity, leaving her too confused to even push him away.Against her lips, he whispered: "Boyfriend?""I was lying...""Quiet."He cut her off, knowing what she'd say.His kiss deepened slowly, making her world spin.Renee's mind went blank, time seeming to stop, though her heart raced in confusion.Suddenly, she pushed Carl away and sneezed.Achoo!Carl narrowed his eyes at her, his face tense as he strode into the apartment.Renee changed her shoes and followed, clutching his coat tight.Carl emerged from the bathroom, commanding: "Take a shower."With her nose starting t