Just happened to run into Uncle Ford, the villa’s butler.
"Young master, it’s raining so heavily, where are you going?"
"Has Annelise Winter arrived?"
"She has? Didn’t you see her? I thought you had a fight, I just saw Miss Winter run out crying!"
Elias Warner frowned.
He lifted his gaze and glanced at the woman who had just driven away in a Maserati.
The taxi Annelise Winter was in broke down, stopping halfway.
The driver awkwardly said, "Sorry, miss, could you please get off? The car is broken!"
Annelise Winter frowned and had no choice but to get out.
Luckily, the driver gave her an umbrella.
But the umbrella seed insignificant as she was already soaking wet.
It was raining, and this was a rich area, where taxis were scarce.
Annelise Winter, drenched and trembling, walked along the road.
The autumn wind chilled her to the bone.
A red Maserati sped past her, its wheels struck a puddle, splashing her with water.
She was too exhausted to curse, and when she looked up, through the dim streetlight.
In the pouring rain, her blurred vision cleared enough to recognize the license plate...
Sylvia?
How could Sylvia’s car be here?
Annelise Winter was surprised, and when she tried to confirm the license plate again, the car vanished from her sight.
Forget it, maybe her eyes were playing tricks on her, thinking of Sylvia at this mont.
If Sylvia were here, she wouldn’t be in such a sorry state on the road, not knowing how far she had to walk to hail another car.
She wandered aimlessly, holding the umbrella which was probably old and battered, turned upside down by the powerful autumn wind and rain several tis.
She fumblingly tried to fix it again and again.
Suddenly, a black Rolls-Royce, with an intense braking sound, blocked her path.
The sudden vehicle movent almost made Annelise Winter stumble.
"Miss Winter, please get in!" Uncle Ford rolled down the window, inviting Annelise Winter inside.
"Uncle Ford, why are you here?" Annelise Winter was surprised.
"The young master asked to pick you up!"
"Tell Elias Warner, I’m not coming!" Annelise Winter didn’t know the purpose of Elias Warner sending Uncle Ford to fetch her.
Was it to make her witness him with his fiancée?
Recalling the scattered clothes on the ground, how intense it was.
He must have liked it a lot, right?
He used to mock her, saying she was too thin and didn’t feel good to touch.
Also said she was too small to handle him.
Annelise Winter took a deep breath.
"Miss Winter, please get in the car, the rain is too heavy, few cars co by here, if you don’t get in, you will get sick, the young master instructed , please don’t make it difficult for !"
Uncle Ford’s hoarse voice rose.
Mixed with the sound of rain, it made Annelise Winter feel sowhat indifferent.
Why was he being so cruel to her?
Annelise Winter’s hands trembled.
She dared not go, afraid she’d go mad if she saw him with another woman.
She wasn’t sure if she could control herself.
"Miss Winter, if you don’t get in the car, then I apologize!"
Uncle Ford left these words, and when Annelise Winter looked up, she saw several n sitting in the back of the car.
It seed she couldn’t escape today.
Heart dead, hopeless.
She cautiously walked towards the car, closed the umbrella, and got in.
The quiet in the car was terrifying.
She didn’t want to face Elias Warner and his fiancée.
Calling her sister-in-law, she feared she couldn’t say it out loud.
Her heart felt as if it was being squeezed by soone.
Stifled, suffocating.
The rain continued to pour, and when they returned to the villa, the rain beca even heavier.
Uncle Ford held an umbrella for Annelise Winter, and they entered the villa together.
Annelise Winter stood in the villa like a drenched chicken, still dripping water all over.
The clean floor imdiately beca soaked.
Elias Warner, who had just been watching outside from the rooftop, saw Uncle Ford’s car.
Since spotting that car, his hands hanging by his side couldn’t help but clench.
Only until Uncle Ford brought Annelise Winter inside did he, with a gloomy face, slowly co down from upstairs.
He gave Annelise Winter a glance at her miserable appearance.
His heart suddenly felt like it had been stabbed.
"You’ve dirtied the floor, go clean up!"
Elias Warner tossed a towel to Annelise Winter.
Implying she should clean herself up.
"Thank you for the towel, Captain Warner!" Annelise Winter sarcastically replied, not daring to go upstairs, she entered the bathroom on the ground floor.
She showered slowly, but when she finished, she discovered she didn’t have any change of clothes.
And the clothes Elias Warner had soone bring were his own shirts.
"Are you done washing? What’s taking so long!"
Elias Warner impatiently inquired.
Annelise Winter turned the shower to its fullest, not wanting to wear another woman’s clothes, even less wanting to co out wearing his clothes.
His girlfriend was still there, what did it an for him to have her wear his shirt?
Was it his unique thod of humiliation?
Annelise Winter chose to resist, gritted her teeth, wrung out her dress, and put it back on.
The soaked long dress clung to her, just reaching her thighs.
It must be said, Annelise Winter’s legs were truly beautiful.
Straight, long, skin looking incredibly smooth.
Her slightly damp hair draped over her shoulders, like a lotus erging from water.
Uncle Ford had stepped back, leaving only the two of them in the living room.
"Did you co earlier? Why did you leave?"
Elias Warner sounded displeased.
"Do you have a peculiar hobby? Do you like people watching while you fool around with other won? Or do you enjoy having two won at the sa ti?"
Annelise Winter forced a smile, pretending not to care, pushing Elias Warner’s mood into a tailspin.
Elias Warner, with a stern face, issued a command.
"Co here!"
The cold voice offered no hint of his thoughts.
So he admitted to it? He was clean and fresh, showing no signs that he had just been with another woman!
Annelise Winter’s heart fell into a bottomless pit.
"Either you co here, or I’ll hand you over to Herbert Alden, your choice!"
Impatient, he folded his legs and sat on the sofa, seemingly like a hunter waiting for his prey.
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