"What... do you want to say?"
Alexander Johnson looked at Chloe Simpson, seeing from her expression that she had sothing to say.
"It’s nothing. I’m fine. I’m... alright."
Chloe imdiately shook her head; she really couldn’t endure any more friction.
Hearing Chloe say this, Alexander said nothing more.
Not far away, Jack Woods observed the subtle atmosphere between the two and couldn’t help but smile silently.
Even though it was a dangerous mont, he truly hoped that the danger would last a bit longer.
That way, the Young Mister and Miss Simpson could have so more ti together.
He had clearly heard Chloe’s soft hum just now.
Seeing his Young Mister’s current look, this mont truly was the best for warming up the atmosphere.
He had long understood that his Young Mister had exceptional care for Miss Simpson.
Saying that what’s past is past.
Having followed the Young Mister for so many years, if he still didn’t understand his temperant, that would really be a joke.
Thinking like this, Jack felt he should create more such scenes to let the Young Mister and Miss Simpson spend more ti together, so they could be together sooner.
As for that bastard Lucas Hughes, he was never a match for Miss Simpson.
Moreover, he was impotent and unable to fulfill his duties in the bedroom.
If Miss Simpson really ended up with him, what happiness could she have in this life?
Anyway, Miss Simpson’s wedding night and her first ti were with the Young Mister; being with him is the best for her.
While Jack was pleased watching from the side, Chloe and Alexander were about to die from the tornt.
Layers of hot sweat kept erging from them, and streams of stickiness continued to flow below.
There was nothing more tornting than this in the world.
The one suffering the most was Chloe.
She was not only physically uncomfortable but also felt more distressed deep inside.
No matter the situation, she felt she shouldn’t have such a strong reaction.
Even though she kept telling herself it was a bodily reflex, not her sincere feelings.
Studies have shown that even during a rape, a woman’s body may react, but it’s rely a biological response.
Yet she still couldn’t get over this ntal hurdle.
As ti passed, Chloe’s suffering heightened both physically and ntally.
She was nearly at the brink of breakdown and madness.
Fortunately, just when she was about to collapse, Gabriella Dyer’s n arrived.
"Eldest Young Master? Eldest Young Master? Are you there?"
The sound of knocking on the door continuously ca from outside.
Alexander looked at the doorway, and in the ti it took to describe, as Gabriella’s henchn pushed the door open.
He took the scissors from the dical cart, handed them to Chloe, tightened her grip, and stabbed them into his own chest.
"Ah!"
Chloe never expected Alexander to do that, and she scread, caught off guard.
As warm blood splattered on her face, Gabriella’s n rushed in.
"!"
Gabriella’s n were stunned as they entered.
"Eldest Young Master! This woman, how dare she harm the Eldest Young Master! Courting death!"
Coming to their senses, the henchn rushed over without bothering to verify anything.
Taking advantage of the chaos, Jack quietly slipped away from the door.
The first thing he did was have soone restore all the hospital monitors, modifying the footage of the Young Mister supporting him as they entered earlier.
Seeing Jack escape, Alexander glanced at Gabriella’s henchn and scolded, "Get out! Who told you to co in? Can’t you see what I’m doing?"
The henchn looked at each other, bewildered at the sight of Alexander and Chloe naked on the bed.
"Sorry, Eldest Young Master, we’ve disturbed you."
"We only barged in because we saw the n at the door were taken down and thought you were in danger."
They stood there, explaining awkwardly.
"I don’t care what you’re doing, now, get out imdiately!"
Alexander shouted at them, looking embarrassed and furious.
"Yes, Eldest Young Master, we are leaving right away."
"Leave, leave, leave."
Given the situation, staying longer would be a death wish!
Watching them leave, Alexander finally released Chloe’s hand and got out of bed.
He looked at the pale-faced Chloe: "You can get up now."
Only then did Chloe realize that Alexander did all this to distract those people so that Jack could escape.
She got up, gathered her clothes, and rushed to the bathroom to clean up before coming out.
When she erged, she saw Alexander struggling to bandage his wound.
"Let do it."
She walked over, took the cotton swab from Alexander’s hand, and disinfected, applied dicine, and bandaged it in a few swift moves.
"About tonight’s incident..."
After bandaging, Alexander began to thank Chloe as he rose and dressed, but Chloe interrupted him.
"Young Mister Johnson, I helped you tonight, so can we consider it settled between us?"
While rushing to the bathroom to tidy up monts ago, Chloe had decided to use tonight’s events to barter for her freedom.
Alexander’s face instantly darkened: "Chloe, you are threatening ."
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