“I know you are perfect at everything, there’s a bunch of women willing to give up everything for you, but I…”
Harold interrupted her before she finished her sentence.
“Jenny stop saying that!”
Harold knocked her down on the bed.
Jenny wanted to resist, but how could someone weak like her could stop this strong man.
“Don’t you hear me!?” His voice could almost break her eardrum.
Jenny looked at him staring at her, those warm breath was spraying on her cheek.
She used her fists to hit on his chest, wanting to push him away but it didn’t work.
She felt like her arms were starting to bend, Harold was getting closer and closer to her, it felt like he was gonna lay on her.
His body started to get warmer and getting closer to Jenny.
How could she not feel this man was full of hormones.
She caught his arm and bit it fiercely, until her mouth started to have smell of blood, she still didn’t let go.
At the same time, she heard his painful mumble.
The next second was Jenny’s arms being pinned on the bed.
His whole depressed emotion burst out.
He thought Jenny did like him a little in her mind all the time, he just had to do more things and she would have loved him.
But what she thought about was James all the time!
Jenny kept struggling to break free from his arms.
Harold just wanted her, no matter what…
He couldn’t control his hands anymore, it started to explode her body.
“Ah… Let me go, Harold, don’t do this!”
Jenny couldn’t resist, she started to worry, she realized what he was about to do.
She felt some part of his body was changing.
“I just want you! That’s impossible for me to let you go!”
And then the man ripped her clothes.
At this time, the room started to become darker, Jenny’s terrified eyes were staring at Harold’s.
Harold was like a grim reaper that could shoot through people’s soul, it felt like he could melt her from one snap.
“Don’t do this…”
“You are mine! I can do whatever I want!”
His breath was like a magic well that could swallow her.
This night was doomed to be a sleepless night.
The next morning, Harold came out from the bathroom, he lowered his head, his fingers kept beating short hair, water dropping everywhere.
A drop on his cheek followed his white neck and slide through his chest, following his abs and stopped at his white towel around his waist.
And there are scratches everywhere on his body, of course, those were from Jenny at last night.
After that night, it felt like Jenny had changed, her eyes looked empty.
She was tied around Harold, every move she did was being watched by him.
Jenny was covered a coat and sitting on the wicker chair at the balcony, her eyes were staring into the distance, her neck was stiffed, she looked like a statue.
Miss Lee carried a soup and walked in the room, her eyes were turning red when looking at Jenny behaved like this.
She was always been like this since Harold brought her back, no facial expression, and dazed almost the entire day.
Jenny resisted eating every day, sometimes she didn’t even drink a whole day.
After that she started to suicide, but Harold still wasn’t letting her go.
Miss Lee slowly walked up to her, feeling very distressed by looking at her, “Miss, time to take you medicine.”
Small wind flew by, her hair was blown on her eyelash.
Jenny’s eyes were still staring somewhere, it was like Miss Lee didn’t call her.
Miss Lee left after watching at her with no reaction at all for a while.
She met Harold just when she was about to leave.
“She didn’t take her medicine again?”
“No.”
“Give it to me.”
He walked towards the balcony, looking at her weak and small shadow, he was not happy.
She didn’t even talk to him since she lived here for a few days, she didn’t even want to lift her head up to look at him.
Even though he and her distance were so close, it felt like there’s an invisible wall between them, Jenny didn’t want to give him a chance to walk into her life ever again.
She had already covered herself up entirely, there’s only herself in her world.
“Time to take your medicine.”
He walked over, carrying the soup in front of her and said softly.
Jenny was still staring, auto silence her voice, like a doll.
He was used to it, he took the soup to her mouth, “Open your mouth!”