All Chapters of Love in the dark: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Ryan had no clue why Laurence was suddenly angry.He also didn’t know what he’d said wrong and thought his cousin was upset because Zoey had left the table before the meal had ended.He thought they had a good relationship, just like he did with Sissy; he would also be unhappy if his wife were sulking.“Did you and Zoey fight, Laurence?”“What makes you think I’d do something so childish?” Laurence didn’t like to argue as he felt it was meaningless, and he wasn’t one to allow his anger to affect his actions. He was usually able to calm down very quickly and resolve issues rationally.Ryan certainly knew of his cousin’s swift and stern measures regarding work matters, but dealing with a subordinate wasn’t the same as dealing with one’s wife; one didn’t need to be so serious.“Because I’d sulk just like you are right now whenever I fight with Sissy.”“I am not sulking,” Laurence calmly stated, pursing his lips.Ryan waved his hand. Look, you’re making the same expression as I am.

Laurence’s words may sound generous, but to Zoey, they were harsh.However, when she thought about it, he had long stopped having a good impression of her. He always thought she was the type to gallivant around and had multiple boyfriends.She let the matter go and considered it as being able to save money since someone else had already paid the bill.“Then, I would like to trouble you to pass a message to him saying I’m grateful for his generosity,” she said to the manager.The seasoned manager could feel his heart thump loudly in his chest. He was a perceptive man. Although Mr. Scott didn’t appear happy or angry at all, he had a chilly air about him and was sneering; it didn’t seem like he was in a good mood at all.Miss Jenner’s words would be like adding oil to a fire. “Alright,” the manager replied, bracing himself.He swiftly went to the room next door, where Laurence sat on the couch in the deepest part of the room. His facial features, hidden by the darkness of the room, appea

Zoey clenched her hands into a fist and gritted her teeth so hard she bit her lip.The manager started to sweat profusely and hesitated as he was confused about the situation. Shawn, who had been watching the scene unfold, chuckled lightly and said, “There’s no one else here. I believe Miss Jenner won’t refuse even if the manager offers himself up.” Zoey glared at him, shooting daggers with her eyes, obviously angered by his insults. The manager quickly did as he was told when he realized he was about to get dragged into the mess. Shawn asked slyly, “What are you glaring at me for, Miss Jenner?” He shrugged, and there was a mischievous glint in his eyes as he continued, “You were the one that got caught with your hand in the cookie jar. Besides, you would be fine with anyone, right? You would take on anyone interested.” She was nothing but a pretentious slut who played innocent. Zoey trembled in anger. It was obvious she was furious at his remarks. She gradually calmed down and g

She always woke up in cold sweat in the middle of the night. There was no one else in the empty bedroom except her.After that night, Laurence never returned to the villa, and she kept her promise not to ask about his whereabouts or what he did outside. These days, they would only meet at the company, and he would act as if nothing had happened. He neither made things difficult nor treated her as special at work. Their relationship returned to before, strictly professional. Any flirting between them and hope that he had some feelings for her disappeared.Zoey quickly adjusted to this new status quo and resumed her responsibilities at work. She thought it would be best if they could maintain this distance during the contract period. However, her wish was quickly shattered.After half a month, Laurence returned to the villa. He only wanted to appease his anger, so he did not beat around the bush. Zoey was forced into bed by him. Her wrists were held against the bed, bound by his belt. Sh

She gave up resisting. …The next morning, memories from the wild night before flooded Zoey's mind and she cried her eyes out.Laurence turned around to look at her in bed. She was frail, and her dark hair draped across the bed, covering her porcelain skin. He always felt she was the prettiest at this moment. But she was too slim to hold. Laurence straightened his tie. “I’m going to the office.”Zoey followed suit, the bedsheet awkwardly wrapped around herself, and grabbed her clothes to change in the bathroom. Laurence chuckled lightly, not knowing what she was shy about. It wasn’t anything he had never seen before. Zoey changed into something formal, but since it was snowing and cold outside, she put on a coat as well. Nevertheless, Laurence thought she was dressed too lightly. “Aren’t you cold?”“There’s heating in the office,” Zoey answered. Laurence frowned in silence. He brought out a scarf from his closet and wrapped it around her shoulders so it covered half of her face;