Chapter 6

Jennifer understood the meaning behind his words and instinctively retreated to the corner of the bed. Without a warning, Maxwell effortlessly gripped her calf and pulled her toward him, pinning her down with his weight.

Having been rendered immobile, Jennifer could only push at his shoulders, asking in alarm, "Maxwell, what are you doing?"

"What do you think? What else can a man and a woman do on a bed?" Maxwell's cool breath swept over her as his fierce kiss landed on her neck.

"No!" Jennifer struggled, frightened. "Maxwell, don't do this. Don't touch me!"

His actions reminded her of that horrific night when the strange man seemed equally rough. Jennifer didn't want to recall it again. If Maxwell continued, she would break down.

Seeing Jennifer crying miserably, Maxwell couldn't truly bring himself to punish her in this way, even if he was always harsh toward her.

After all, if this were done without love, it would be a punishment for both sides.

He stopped, but his hands remained at her sides as he leaned down to look at the pitiful woman.

"Why are you crying?" Maxwell growled. "Since you don't want a divorce, don't try to remain chaste for other men! Get your head straight and remember that I am your husband!"

He would never stoop low and force himself on women, especially not Jennifer who had been tainted by another. She was filthy!

Maxwell retrieved blankets and pillows from the closet, preparing a makeshift bed on the floor.

Jennifer felt extremely aggrieved. She wanted to tell him that she didn't have another man, but then how could she explain the contraceptive pills?

Even if she told Maxwell that she had been violated by a complete stranger, he would probably think she was even more indecent, wouldn't he?

…

The next day, Maxwell felt sore all over as he had never slept so on the floor before.

When they went downstairs for breakfast, Robert was already seated at the table. His expression softened slightly when he saw the two coming down together.

At that moment, Maxwell's phone buzzed with a WhatsApp message from Rachel. Jennifer glanced at it and saw a photo, probably of breakfast that Rachel had made. It looked quite appetizing.

Maxwell looked at the message and stood up without touching the food on the table. He said, "Grandpa, I'm going to the company."

"At this hour?" Robert frowned. "Do you think I'm easy to deceive because I'm old?"

"I have a meeting today. I want to avoid getting stuck in traffic," Maxwell reasoned.

Jennifer sneered inwardly at his excuse. She bet he simply didn't want to miss out on the breakfast Rachel had made.

Robert ordered, "Sit down and have breakfast. After that, send Jennifer to class before going to the company."

"What?" Maxwell sounded impatient. "Doesn't she have a car?"

Jennifer immediately said, "Babe, my car broke down yesterday. It's getting repaired."

Babe? She was calling him that again?

Maxwell restrained his anger in front of Robert and gritted his teeth. "Fine, I'll send you."

After breakfast, Robert deliberately prompted, "Jennifer's car broke down. How will she come home later?"

"Grandpa, Max will come to pick me up," Jennifer said, her eyes fixed on Maxwell. "Right, babe?"

Maxwell forced a smile. "Right."

Only then did Robert grin happily and nod. "That's more like it! Back in our days, people would get married before even meeting each other. Nonetheless, they lived happily ever after. Jennifer is a wonderful girl. You should know how to cherish her!"

Maxwell listened to his grandfather's advice, feeling a headache coming on.

Upon reaching the garage, Maxwell stopped in his tracks and looked at Jennifer sternly. "Jennifer, I warned you yesterday not to call me that."

Jennifer blinked innocently. "Didn't you say last night that I should get my head straight and that you're my husband? So, what's wrong with calling you that?"

"Jennifer! Are you trying to piss me off?" Maxwell frowned deeply, pinching the bridge of his nose.

Jennifer didn't want to endure his mistreatment anymore. What did she gain from being submissive and obedient every day? She couldn't warm Maxwell's stone-cold heart. Instead, she had let him step all over her with his mistress!

With a determined mind, Jennifer haughtily got into his car.

On the way, Maxwell said sombrely, "Jennifer, just because Grandpa has your back, it doesn't mean you can act so recklessly. You better rein in your temper. My patience is limited!"

"Well, so is mine!"

Jennifer smirked as she drawled, "Babe, just drop me off at the intersection across from the campus. Remember to pick me up in the evening."

Maxwell slammed on the brakes, yelling, "Don't push your luck! I'm busy tonight. You can take a taxi home by yourself."

Jennifer shrugged. "Fine. I'll tell Grandpa to send a driver to pick me up."

…

As expected, using Robert as leverage was more effective than anything else. At 6:30 pm, Jennifer exited the university campus and spotted Maxwell's conspicuous red Porsche at first glance.

Suddenly, chaotic calls for help rang out.

"Is there a doctor? Someone has fainted here!"

"It looks serious! She seems to have stopped breathing!"

As a medical student, Jennifer couldn't stand idly by. She quickly rushed into the crowd, where an elderly woman was surrounded. She lay unconscious on the ground, her face turning purple.

Jennifer immediately instructed the crowd to step back and make room. While urging someone to call 911, she began performing CPR on the elderly woman.

"Anyone here has asthma? Do you have an inhaler?"

Judging from the symptoms of the elderly woman, Jennifer felt she seemed to be suffering from an asthma attack. Due to a lack of medication, it had led to brain hypoxia and cardiac arrest.

"I do. I do!" At this moment, a kind-hearted passerby handed over his inhaler.

After ten minutes of continuous chest compressions, coupled with the effects of the inhaler, the elderly woman finally began to recover consciousness.

The ambulance happened to arrive as well.

"Ms. Yale, every second counts. If it weren't for your timely rescue, I'm afraid the old lady wouldn't have made it before we arrived," said the doctor who got out of the ambulance.

Coincidentally, he was Jennifer's former lecturer. He generously praised her, feeling proud for raising such an excellent student.

The crowd also complimented Jennifer for her heroic act as they had marveled at the thrilling scene earlier.

As the crowd gradually dispersed, she noticed Maxwell standing not far away.

Jennifer was slightly taken aback upon meeting his gaze. She had never seen such a gentle look in Maxwell's eyes before. It was uncharacteristically warm.