The atmosphere was tense on Jane’s side, and things weren’t much better for Maria. She huddled warily in bed, watching as Waylen approached her. She wanted to buy some time, “Wait a minute, I want to take a shower. It’s uncomfortable being all wet like this.”
Maria awkwardly pulled at the corners of her mouth. She had been brought here after falling unconscious in the water, and her clothes were half-dry and sticking uncomfortably to her skin.
Waylen wasn’t stupid; he could tell that Maria was deliberately stalling for time. He lost his patience completely and ripped off his clothes before pouncing on Maria.
Maria was shocked; she remembered that there were guards outside and bit down hard on her lip to keep from screaming out loud. Grabbing the lamp by the bedside, she swung it at Waylen’s head.
There was a dull thud as Waylen fell to the ground.
Without wasting any time, Maria got up and ran towards the window. As she opened it up, cold air rushed in making her shiver involuntarily.
But just as she hesitated for a moment with one foot out of the window frame, Waylen grabbed hold of her hair from behind.
“You bitch! How dare you hit me!”
Waylen exerted force with his hand and threw Maria onto the carpet.
Maria cried out in pain as tears streamed down from eyes.
“Painful as hell.” Waylen touched the spot on his head where Maria had hit him, only to find a bloodstain in his palm. This twisted his expression.
Maria, still on the floor, tried crawling towards the bedside lamp, but Waylen wasn’t going to give her a chance. He delivered a slap, cursing continuously.
Stunned, Maria heard a buzzing sound in her ears. She bit down hard, refusing to give up her last struggle.
Unfortunately, she was just a vulnerable girl, with no means to contend with Waylen.
Waylen kicked her in the chest, suppressing her attempts to get up.
Maria’s head hit the bedside heavily, causing her body to tilt backward.
“Run, if you dare to run! You dare to hit me!” Waylen, not satisfied, kicked her in the stomach, then re-tied her wrists to the bedpost.
“Waylen, you beast!”
Maria glared at Waylen fiercely, her eyes filled with blood vessels.
“Scream all you want. Since you have the energy, I want to hear you scream later!” Waylen smirked obscenely, tearing Maria’s clothes apart.
Large patches of skin were exposed, and Waylen’s eyes lit up as he shamelessly caressed her.
“You get out of here!” Maria screamed, tears streaming down her face, but it was too late.
Waylen undid his belt and grabbed Maria’s cheeks with his hand, leaving a bright red mark on her skin.
Maria’s eyes slowly lost their light until they became empty. A tear fell silently from her eye and disappeared into her hair. Just as Waylen was about to pull off Maria’s skirt, there was a commotion outside followed by the sound of the door being violently kicked open.
“What the hell are you doing?”
Waylen thought it might be someone from outside who had come in. However, before he could finish cursing, someone kicked him in the face and interrupted him mid-sentence.
“Asshole!”
Kim rushed into the room first and saw what was happening. He pushed Waylen away and took off his coat to cover Maria’s body.
“Maria…” Kim carefully untied Maria’s hands while trying to wrap her body with his coat. But as soon as he touched her, she suddenly struggled wildly with closed eyes,: “Get away! Don’t touch me! Don’t touch me!”
“Maria! It’s me Kim! You’re safe now; don’t be afraid.” Kim held onto Maria’s hand while comforting her tenderly until she calmed down again.
Jane walked in beside Patrick; however when she saw that it was still this scumbag Waylen involved, she became angry immediately.
Patrick blocked Jane’s view unhappily while signaling for security guards to take care of things but Jane patted his hand instead.
“This kind of scum cannot be let go easily,” Jane said coldly.
“It’s okay now; everything is fine,” Kim gently stroked Maria’s hair while wrapping his coat tightly around her body.
Maria still looked dazed without saying anything at all.
The guilt inside him almost swallowed him whole, “I’m sorry; this is all my fault… I shouldn’t have taken you out for supper or let go of you then… I’m sorry…”
Kim couldn’t imagine what terrible things would happen if he arrived any later. His eyes grew cold at the thought, knowing that he wouldn’t let this person get away with it.
Maria shook her head and clutched her clothes tightly, trying to stand up but realizing that she had scraped her knees and ankles when she fell.
Kim noticed and whispered in Maria’s ear, “I’m sorry.” He then picked her up in his arms as she struggled to escape from the traumatic experience. Kim comforted her until she calmed down and stayed silent in his embrace.
“Mr. Ragsdill, I’ll take Maria with me now. Thank you,” Jane said as she stepped forward to block Kim’s path.
Kim thanked Jane before taking Maria to Jane’s car where Maria’s agent was waiting for them. The agent teared up when she saw how hurt Maria was.
Jane looked at Kim deeply before patting Maria on the head reassuringly, “It’s okay now.”
Maria hesitated before speaking up but Jane quickly comforted her by saying, “Don’t worry; I won’t let that bastard get away with it.”
She then instructed the agent to take care of Maria’s wounds before turning back towards the villa where Waylen and his men were being beaten half-dead by Patrick’s men under Jane’s orders.
Jane felt unsatisfied even after seeing Waylen suffer like this since beating him wasn’t enough for all of their wrongdoings. Her gaze shifted downwards towards Waylen’s legs as an idea came into mind.
“What are you going to do?” Waylen shouted loudly upon noticing Jane’s stare.
“I’m going to finish what needs finishing,” replied Jane coldly while gesturing for one of their bodyguards who immediately grabbed hold of Waylen without hesitation.
As they left the villa behind them, screams could still be heard echoing through its walls, “I won’t let you get away with this!”