All Chapters of You've Got the Wrong Woman, Mr. Lance: Chapter 1011 - Chapter 1020

Simon stood in the hallway, dressed in a dark navy suit, with his right hand in his pocket, exuding his usual arrogant aura. Laura felt her heartbeat quicken, yet she steadied herself before walking up to him. "Do you need something from me, Mr. Moore?""Playing dumb, are we?" Simon's gaze sharpened. "You took my mother's money, then blocked my number. Do you think that settles everything between us?"Laura glanced at him and retorted, "What else? Or maybe you think one million dollars isn't enough to cover the five years of my life I wasted and want to compensate me more?"Simon sneered. "Not bad. After all this time with me, you've certainly honed your sharp tongue."Laura knew this was the calm before the storm. Simon rarely went on a yelling spree. Instead, he would cut one down with his sharp words.Laura's colleagues were walking by, and she didn't want to make a scene or attract unwanted attention. So, she muttered, "If you're done, I need to get back to work."But Simon s

Laura couldn't believe that Simon was still so self-righteous. She wasn't one to cry easily, but she couldn't stop the tears from falling. "Yes, I was wrong! I was blind to be with a man who had a fiancée and became his mistress! Simon, you're a bastard. Why didn't you tell me you already had a fiancée? Why did you have to let your mother be the one to tell me?"Simon stared at her sharply. "Are you jealous? Laura, who do you think you are? Know your place. I told you long ago, only I decide when this ends between us. Unless I've had enough, don't ever think about leaving me!"With that, he grabbed her hair and slammed his lips against her.Laura couldn't bear being entangled with a man who had a fiancée any longer. She summoned her courage and bit down hard on his lip.Simon grunted in pain but didn't let her go. The taste of blood mixed between them, and it only seemed to excite him more.But as the salty taste of her tears seeped into the kiss, something seemed to extinguish th

Laura didn't want to talk about Simon. She sometimes wondered if his so-called expertise was just an image crafted by his law firm's PR team.Five years had passed, and not only had he failed to help Harry, but he had also caused both her and her father a great deal of suffering. Laura's heart tightened at the mere memory of that man.Lionel brought her back. "Ms. Scott?"She snapped out of it and quickly replied, "I'm not sure what happened. Maybe he isn't as good as you."Lionel sensed she was hiding something. He smiled. "Mr. Moore's rates are much higher than mine. No wonder you seem financially stretched. Didn't you spend quite a bit with him?"Laura forced herself to nod, though she thought bitterly to herself that while she hadn't spent much money, five years of her youth had been wasted.When they reached the city, Lionel suggested, "Let's grab dinner. It's just about dinnertime.""Oh, no need. I'll just cook for myself when I get home." Laura hesitated but ultimately de

Simon went into the bathroom to shower. Suddenly, Laura remembered something and called out, "By the way, I don't have a new towel. I'll go downstairs and buy one for you."His answer came through the door. "I'll just use yours."Laura was surprised. Wasn't he a neat freak? Could it be that he had been faking it all along?She walked to the living room, muttering to herself, "What a weirdo!"Before long, Simon's assistant, Alex, arrived. "Ms. Scott, here are Mr. Moore's clothes. I brought two new sets for him."Alex was one of the few who knew about the relationship between Laura and Simon. Nevertheless, Laura still felt incredibly awkward. After all, only a handful of people knew the nature of their relationship. This made her feel as though she were being exposed in front of anyone familiar with them.Laura awkwardly took the clothes and thanked Alex, who gave her a knowing smile, probably assuming she and Simon were playing some kind of role-playing game that had brought them

Laura clenched her fists and gritted her teeth. "Simon, do you have no shame?"But before she could react, he pinned her hands behind her and pressed his lips onto hers. She was about to resist when he whispered threateningly, "Laura, bite me again, and you'll see what happens."For some reason, even after they separated, she still feared him. Her fear of Simon felt innate as if it was etched into her bones. He murmured as he kissed her, "You might be able to tolerate the sounds, but I… can't."Over the years, when she and Simon got intimate, Laura was usually drawn into it. She didn't resist intimacy, but she did resist being humiliated by him. Now, with the sounds from next door adding fuel to the fire and Simon's teasing, Laura began to feel a spark too. After all, he knew all her sensitive spots and just a little coaxing from him was enough to turn her into a mess.It seemed he was punishing her for leaving without permission. That night, Simon was relentless, pushing her to the br