Wilson had just finished sending off the bone marrow donor for Belle to Juelz before he hurriedly left for the elevator. As he passed through the service hall, he suddenly saw Germaine lying feebly on the ground in front of him. He was so scared that he gasped, “Miss Germaine, what’s wrong?”
After that, he ran over in a hurry. He didn’t have time to consider whether this was the right thing to do. He reached out and grabbed Germaine’s slender arm and pulled her up. He noticed how red her face was even though she had fainted. He guessed that she had fallen into a coma, so he quickly picked her up, carefully carried her on his back, turned around, and rushed into the elevator.
The elevator rose and descended several times before it finally reached the second floor.
Wilson wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead and quickly carried Germaine to the emergency room at the end of the corridor.
Along the way, he happened to bump into Juelz, who was also in a hurry. Juelz saw Germaine on Wilson’s back. He suddenly stopped what he was doing and ran over. His face was dark as he sharply asked, “What’s going on? What happened to Germaine?”
That’s right, a few hours ago, he had asked Germaine to go to Jeremy in order to save Dorothy and Belle’s life.
At first, he thought that with Germaine’s past feelings for Jeremy, as well as his special affection for her, she might be able to leave that psychotic man’s arms unscathed. Or, at least she wouldn’t have to suffer so much humiliation and hurt.
But now, it seemed that things weren’t as simple as he thought.
F*ck, he didn’t know what that maniac did to her to the point she fell unconscious in the hospital.
“Juelz, how would I know? Who am I supposed to ask?”
As Jeremy’s only right-hand man, Wilson wasn’t very polite towards Juelz. He talked back without thinking, “You should know that I was busy sending the donor to you. As for how the boss treated Miss Germaine, I don’t know anything about it. I wasn’t there, was I? Besides, Boss and Miss Germaine are going to fall in love and get together. Is it my place to interfere?”
What the f*ck was he talking about?!
Germaine’s lips were red and swollen, and there were red hickeys all over her neck, which was alarming. It was obvious that she had been r*ped by Jeremy.
Juelz held back the anger in his heart. When the nurse heard the news and pushed Germaine into the emergency room, he glared at Wilson with eyes that were about to burn from anger. “Go back and tell Jeremy that if anything happens to her, I will chop off his manhood. What the f*ck!”
“Okay, okay, fine, Juelz, you win.”
Wilson laughed mischievously. He knew that his boss must have done something good. He laughed so hard that his eyes were closed. After that, he turned around and slipped off without a trace.
Half an hour later, Wilson arrived in a grand but cold villa. He bent over and gently pushed open the door into the study, only to see Jeremy standing by the window with one hand in his pocket while smoking a cigar. The white smoke swirled around him, which blurred his handsome and gloomy eyes, as well as this expression on his face.
However, with the unmistakable instinct of a man, Wilson understood that his boss was in a good mood. In fact, it seemed like he was in an excellent mood.
He saw his boss smiling quietly, his lips were arched into a beautiful curve.
When he noticed Wilson’s furtive eyes, Jeremy spat out a mouthful of smoke from his mouth, and his face turned cold again. His eyes looked gloomy as he said, “What are you looking at? Get in here!”
Wilson immediately went towards the window, stood behind Jeremy, and licked his face with a smile. “Boss, I sent that person over to Juelz. When I was heading back, I saw Miss Germaine in the hall. I don’t know what happened, but when I saw her, she had fainted…”
As he said this, Wilson paused. He raised his head and secretly looked at his boss. He saw that his face gradually turned gloomy, like dark clouds, but there was a strange joy in it. He understood what his boss was secretly thinking and continued with a smile, “Boss, I noticed that Miss Germaine’s legs were weak and her whole body was trembling, as though you’ve f*cked her hard. Boss, did you f*ck her?”
“What the f*ck does that have to do with you!”
Jeremy had a headache after listening to Wilson’s noisy chatter. He couldn’t control himself. He lifted his foot and kicked him to the ground. His big body fell harshly onto the desk and almost smashed the porcelain vase that was on it.
Wilson reacted quickly and rolled to his left. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the white sheets on the black executive chair. In the middle of the snow-white sheet, he spotted a few bright red dots.
F*ck, what the hell was that?!
Wilson was startled. He staggered and got up from the desk. He pointed at the red dots and stared at them for a long time. Then, he realized what had happened. He immediately turned his head, his face was filled with admiration for his boss. “D*mn it. Boss, is that Miss Germaine’s… Are you going to keep it in the safe?”
Jeremy was flustered for a moment, and then he glared at him. He said brutally, “I think your tongue is getting longer, do you want me to cut it off?”
“Boss, my bad!”
Wilson slapped himself a few times and covered his mouth. He trembled as he left the study. He smiled wryly, “Boss, I’ll go and cook you something to lift your spirits.”
“F*ck off!”
Jeremy narrowed his eyes and took a deep puff of his cigar. He was still replaying the memory of the crazy morning he had in his mind.
Had he known that Germaine tasted so wonderful, wonderful enough to suppress his bloodthirst, he would have coaxed her to his bed a long time ago.
Moreover, Germaine had given him her innocence.
With this thought in mind, Jeremy’s appetite grew. That session he had in the morning wasn’t enough. He wanted more. He wanted her for the rest of his life.
Since Germaine had pleaded with him, then he would do her a favor and save little Belle’s life.
Besides, the little girl looked like him and had a similar temperament too. He didn’t like her, but he didn’t hate her either.
As for the others, Credence was in a critical state because of Melanie. He wasn’t too far from death now, so his revenge was only half complete. Only that old man, Sheldon, was left. He heard rumors that Sheldon was going to wake up soon.
Once the old man woke up, he would find an opportunity to visit him. He would let that old man have a taste of having his bones corroding, as well as the pain of his son stabbing him with a knife.
….
When Germaine woke up, the ward was empty. The smell of sanitizer was so strong that it stimulated all of her nerves.
Thinking of Dorothy and Belle, who were in pretty bad states, Germaine endured the pricking pain in her body. When she was about to get up from her bed, she saw Dorothy slowly walk in. She looked at her with a smile, and there were tears of gratitude running down her face. “Germaine, thank you, thank you so much!”
“Why are you thanking me?” Germaine looked confused.
Dorothy walked over, covered her bulging stomach with her hands, and slowly sat down. She sat on Germaine’s bedside and looked at her. The light at the bottom of her eyes was gentle, and there was a slight trace of discomfort. She sobbed, “You went to Jeremy for Belle’s sake. When you returned, you fainted. The doctor said that you fainted due to serious physical exhaustion, the doctor even asked you to pay attention to your… that part of yours was torn, and the doctors have given you a few stitches.”
It was her first time, yet it had been torn so badly. It was proof of how cruel Jeremy was to her. He was not gentle with her at all.
“Dory, don’t worry. I’m fine. I was only f*cked once. It doesn’t matter. It’s normal for men to have s*x. It’s not a big deal.” Germaine smiled indifferently.
Besides, she had been r*ped by Rosalie’s thugs some time ago. She wasn’t pure anymore, what was there for her to worry about?
However, she suddenly remembered that Jeremy pressed down on her like a wolf as if he hadn’t slept with a woman in many years. Germaine’s heart, which had been quiet, felt an unspeakable pain.
However, it was inconvenient for her to tell Dorothy about these things.
After all, Dorothy already had enough troubles of her own.
Germaine did not want to talk about Jeremy or what he did any longer. She changed the topic and asked, “Dory, who is the bone marrow donor that is a match for Belle?”
Dorothy’s watery eyes were filled with complex emotions.
She looked at Germaine and smiled, the look in her eyes turning cold, “Germaine, you know this person too.”
“What the f*ck, I know them?” Germaine widened her eyes and asked in surprise, “Who is it? Is it a man or a woman?”