Nancy Alden wasn’t without feeling.
The scream had just erupted from her throat when Yelena Hughes covered her mouth.
Terrified, she turned her head and saw Yelena removing her mask, radiating a sense of ruthlessness.
"Miss Alden, you’d better not scream. It won’t be good to let everyone see you like this."
"What... what do you want to do?"
Yelena grabbed Nancy’s long hair and dragged her off the bed. Her legs could barely move, and she almost fell directly to the ground.
During her year of unconsciousness, Jasper Yale took great care of her, and her hair beca black and shiny.
Yelena crouched down and pulled away the towel and pants from Nancy’s legs.
"Stop it, don’t touch ."
Nancy scread loudly, "Help—"
Jasper Yale heard the noise, closed the magazine in his hand, and hurried towards the therapy room where Nancy was.
Yelena was very strong, and dealing with Nancy, who couldn’t move her lower body, was effortless.
She stripped off all her clothes.
Nancy had never suffered such humiliation, covering her chest with her hands, "What are you doing? Yelena, are you crazy!"
There was a rule here: no cell phones were allowed when entering the therapy room. Yelena unbuttoned her uniform and took out the phone hidden inside her bra.
Nancy’s face was filled with horror, "Jasper, Josephine—"
Yelena picked up sothing nearby and threw it towards Nancy.
She held up the phone in her other hand, aiming the screen at Nancy, "Miss Alden, why aren’t you dodging? If it doesn’t hit you, it doesn’t hurt, right?"
Yelena picked up a tissue box and threw it, hitting Nancy’s forehead with a thud.
She pressed her hands against the ground, watching Yelena approach, unable to escape, she could only push herself back bit by bit.
"No, don’t co closer..."
Yelena looked at her skinny fra, which could only be described as gaunt.
Nancy couldn’t stand her gaze; was she looking down on her? Did she think Jasper wouldn’t be interested in soone like her?
Outside, there was a knock on the door. "Nancy!"
Upon hearing Jasper’s voice, Nancy scread sharply, "Save , Jasper, save —"
Yelena lifted her foot and stepped on Nancy’s ankle, grinding it down hard a few tis.
"Anyway, Miss Alden won’t feel pain. The more miserable you are when he sees you, the more heartbroken he’ll be. I’m helping you."
Jasper stood outside, hearing Yelena’s voice.
No wonder he had thought those legs looked familiar earlier.
"Yelena." His face was cold, and because of the privacy concerns, the door was heavy. Jasper looked at the approaching people.
"What are you doing standing there? Find the key!"
"Y-yes..."
Yelena walked towards the table beside her and waved her hand, causing the objects on it to fly at Nancy.
She could only block with her hands, then simply turned and used both hands to crawl forward on the ground.
She wanted to crawl to the door and open it.
But a heavy object hit her back, causing her to cry out in pain. Nancy had never suffered such humiliation; she was born with a silver spoon, and now?
All over her body, not a single scrap of fabric to cover her.
Jasper got the key, inserted it in, and when he pushed the door open, he saw the ss inside.
The people’s eyes followed, sweeping over the ground, seeing Nancy completely naked.
Hailey Jenkins originally wanted to go in too, but seeing the scene, she had to step aside.
The door slamd shut.
Jasper took off his coat and wrapped it around Nancy’s body. She trembled in fear, her eyes wide with horror, her mouth beginning to babble incoherently.
"No, don’t co, don’t touch —"
"Nancy."
"Jasper, save , save !"
Yelena wanted to leave, but Nancy, stimulated, struggled in Jasper’s embrace, "She fild , don’t let her go!"
Jasper wrapped her up and then picked Nancy up, placing her on the therapy bed next to them.
Yelena had already rushed to the door; she grabbed it with one hand, trying to leave.
But soon she was pulled back by an arm; Jasper held tight, making her arm ache.
"Where’s the recording? Give it to ."
Yelena clutched the phone tightly, hugging it to her stomach with both hands.
Nancy sat there sobbing uncontrollably, her makeup smudged from crying.
Jasper felt her hand, initially keeping his patience.
"Let go of the phone."
"No, I won’t!"
This stubborn nature of Yelena’s was quite sothing. She turned her head, staring at the man’s profile, "Why should I give it to you?"
"Yelena, who gave you the guts?"
"You did."
"..."
Jasper’s lips curled into a cold smile. "You really dare to say that."
"Let go of !" Yelena started struggling, and Jasper’s hand was scratched with several marks by her nails.
The man shook his hand and looked at her; Yelena still wanted to rush towards the door, but Jasper held her shoulders and pinned her to his chest.
"Give it up!"
Nancy watched the scene, filled with anger and jealousy, her eyes hatefully fixed on Yelena.
Jasper held Yelena’s hand again, and one by one, peeled her fingers apart.
He didn’t use much force to take her phone away.
Jasper held the phone between two fingers, raising it slightly, "What’s the password?"
"Six ones."
She gave it directly.
Jasper entered the numbers, unlocking the screen, Nancy’s lips trembled, clearly not yet recovered from the shock.
He found the photo album and tapped the video at the front.
Yelena had previously set the volu to the highest, and now, Nancy’s desperate screams were incredibly piercing.
The woman on the therapy bed curled up, feeling ashad and angry, her voice raw.
"Jasper, don’t watch..."
Who doesn’t want to present their best side to the one they love? Yet Yelena fild her at her ugliest.
Jasper walked to the bed and handed her the phone.
Feeling the phone in her hand, Nancy furiously tapped the screen, deleting the video.
But her tears continued to fall in large drops, "Yelena, why do you treat like this?"
"You’re so good at playing innocent. When you treated my sister like that, did you ever think what you did was revolting?"
"I... what did I do?" Nancy looked innocent and bemused, "Explain yourself."
"No need to pretend with . What you did to us, I’ll do to you. You wanted to use video of my sister to ruin her life, so I’ll send you—to—hell—first!"
At this mont, Yelena’s expression and deanor were sinister, akin to a venomous snake lurking in the shadows.
"Nancy Alden, even if I die, I’ll drag you down with !"
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