Dorothy asked, “I’m cheap, but she’s kind. Is that what you think?”
She felt the situation was so ironic that her heart turned numb. She stared at Credence and gritted her teeth until it almost bled.
“Credence, how dare you think that a woman like Rosalie is sincere and kind? Not only are your eyes blind, but your heart is also blind too. One day, she’ll definitely kill you!”
That was right, why wouldn’t she?
With Rosalie’s crazy obsession, it would be fine if Credence responded to her feelings. However, since he did not have any feelings for her, she was willing to kill Credence’s father and her own sister, too. Eventually, there would be a day when she would kill Credence without mercy.
He had probably never been scolded by a woman, much less be called blind. His facial features sank immediately, and his long and narrow eyes were filled with a morbid air.
“You really have a death wish, don’t you?”
A faint smile danced on his lips. His sneer was colder than the cold winter breeze. He crushed the cigarette in his hand and threw it into the ashtray. His smile disappeared, and his handsome face darkened. “Dorothy, we’ve been divorced for six years, and you’ve disappeared for six years, too. Now, since you are suddenly trying so hard to get close to me, fine! Since you’re being so affectionate towards me, then I will give you a chance.”
Upon seeing no expressions on his face, Dorothy really was scared. Her lips trembled as she asked him, “What? What k-kind of chance?”
Credence took a step forward. His long fingers were like an electric shock as they swept across her pale face frivolously. In the end, he lifted her chin and narrowed his eyes. He glared at her, cruelty flashing in her eyes. “Be my shameless, secret lover until the day I grow sick of you!”
The warm, yellow, and elegant light that emitted from the ceiling to his handsome and charming face, making him seem more human-like. However, from the depths of his eyes laid a pitch-black and cold look that only had cruelness inside.
Sure enough, Rosalie was right. He really just wanted her to become his mistress, a shameful role.
Her heart had long ruthlessly been hurt by him over and over again, and Dorothy no longer felt any pain as she had long turned numb.
She gently looked away from the man’s fingers on her chin. Turning away, she looked at the dark night outside the window. She gently smiled as tears flowed out of her eyes.
“Credence, I would rather die than become your mistress.”
“I’m the one who sets the terms here!”
Credence chuckled softly, as if he was laughing at Dorothy’s lack of self-acknowledgement. He reached his hand out and rubbed the spot between his eyebrows. After a while, he put his arm down and slowly reached into the pockets of his black trousers. He took out his phone, swiped it with his fingertips, and showed Dorothy a video. He said coldly, “Look at this and think about it before you speak.”
Dorothy was so angry at this d*mned man for having such dirty and filthy thoughts about her. She was reluctant to follow his orders, but for some reason, a horrible premonition erupted in her heart, and she had to try her best to suppress her anger. She turned around and saw the video that was playing out on the screen of his phone.
Just one look was enough to make Dorothy go insane from anger.
Juelz was laying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, his chest heaving up and down. Benjamin reached out and strangled Juelz’s neck. He gradually increased his strength, and Juelz was slowly losing the oxygen needed for his survival. His face started to turn from red to purple, and then slowly, to black too, looking horrifying.
If Benjamin kept this up for another few seconds, then Juelz would be strangled to death.
“No, don’t do it!”
Dorothy remained motionless as she stared blankly at the screen. She was frightened by the cruel scene and her legs went weak, almost falling to her knees by Credence’s feet.
However, she had no other choice. As long as he gave Juelz a way out, his words would be final and she would do whatever he wanted her.
He had always been a powerful man who had everything he wanted. In order to achieve his goal, he would do everything that was needed, even taking the lives of people she cared to threaten her.
On Dorothy’s end, she could not do anything other than to accept his humiliating conditions.
Dorothy took a deep breath and endured the heart-wrenching pain. She gritted her teeth and swallowed the extreme shame she was experiencing. She looked up at the man who was forcing her with no qualms of his own, and her lips quivered, her eyes full of hatred. She said, “Credence, tell Benjamin to let Juelz go immediately. Don’t you just want me to be a low-class plaything of yours. I promise you that, and I’ll promise you anything else.”
“If you had been so clever earlier, Juelz wouldn’t have to suffer so much.”
He turned off the phone screen, turned around and walked towards the window. During the whole process, he never spared Dorothy a glance as she was gnashing her teeth in anger. He called Benjamin coldly and simply said, “Release him.”
He had never wanted to kill Juelz.
After all, even though he was his rival in love, Juelz was just a pawn, a tool that could be used to make Dorothy follow his orders endlessly. This business deal really was quite worthwhile.
He could force this proud woman to do all sorts of alluring gestures below him to please him. This itself was an amusing thing that was enough to satisfy a man.
Furthermore, he harbored no dislike towards Dorothy’s body. Not only did he not detest it, he liked it a lot, so much that he could never get enough of it.
Since she was his ex-wife, there was no need to have so much hassle when it came to matters between men and women. It could even be easier for them to do the things he liked. How great!
Credence hung up on the call as he reminisced about the taste of Dorothy’s body back in the private room, his throat tightening uncontrollably. He turned around and strode to Dorothy’s side. Then, he grabbed her by the arm and dragged her to the sunroom on the balcony of the second floor.
He had wanted to do this for a very long time.
Looking at the bright stars in the sky and the woman with the perfect body, he only wanted to make love to her and nothing else.
The distance from the first floor of the guest room to the sunroom was just a short trip. Although shining lamps could be seen everywhere, Dorothy felt that she was in complete darkness. She did not struggle nor resist, only walking over to the familiar yet foreign stairs inch-by-inch with her soft and weak legs, her face growing paler and paler.
She knew that the circumstances awaiting her were not a lovely paradise, but a hellish place where she would be thoroughly humiliated.
After being dragged to the balcony, Dorothy slowly walked into the sunroom without him urging her. He walked towards the only empty European-style sofa in the middle and sat down silently with his head lowered.
Her long hair had covered most of her face, and her expressions could not be seen clearly. However, she must be extremely angry. She must want nothing more than to chop him up. Alas, she was unable to do so.
Credence stared at her stubborn face, his interest piqued. He walked to the wine cabinet and took out some wine and glasses, pouring himself a cup and slowly tasting the wine.
After drinking half a glass of wine, he parted his lips. His voice was hoarse from drinking the wine, and it sounded sexy. He slowly uttered in a faint and heavy voice, and his words made Dorothy tremble.
“Take your clothes off.”
For a moment, Dorothy felt that there seemed to be icy-cold snow flowing into her body. Her heart tightened, slowly shrinking as her blood turned cold, freezing over little by little.
She looked up, without any sorrow or pain. With her trembling body and quivering fingers, she clenched the buttons of the suit on her body. She then slowly took off all her clothes, button by button.