Jonas Kingsley has always been a vigilant person. The mont he thought of it, he imdiately opened the computer and searched for Hannah Lennox’s location, discovering that she was still in the sa house without moving. It seems...
Iris Crawford and the others haven’t moved out? Jonas had thought Iris would be so disgusted that she would move away, but unexpectedly, they stayed...
Does she not care, or is this a trap she’s willingly walking into?
Jonas smiled at the address, as if he rembered sothing. He closed his eyes and recalled the feeling of being on the bed Iris had slept in, as if at this mont, he and Iris had beco one.
Since you’ve stayed for , Iris, even if it’s a trap, I’m coming.
The next morning, Iris ran a bath in Hannah’s en-suite bathroom and said to her, "Is it convenient for you to shower now?"
Hannah looked at the steaming hot air, feeling completely at a loss, "You ran a bath for ?"
Iris smiled with narrowed eyes, as if it was written on her face that she wasn’t acting out of goodwill, looking like a little vixen.
But this deanor still made Hannah feel weak all over. Her voice was like the buzz of a mosquito, "I can do it myself..."
"Why not? We’re both girls."
Iris lowered her voice to speak, listening closely, there was a slight hoarseness. Without giving Hannah a chance to argue, she lifted her from the bed and said, "You’ve called sister-in-law so many tis because of your brother, I should take good care of you, shouldn’t I?"
Actually, Iris could see that Hannah had no romantic desire for Lachlan Wyatt, and her actions were all under Jonas Kingsley’s orders.
Hannah was like a hollow log, empty inside, swaying with the wind. She had been smuggled into the Wyatt Family by her mother, and after a significant incident there, she followed Jonas. Perhaps Hannah never found a reason to live or the idea of staying alive.
She just wanted redemption but didn’t know where to start. Being by Jonas’s side was her only way out. Since leaving the Wyatt Family, she was like a headless chicken without direction, unable to go anywhere.
People like her often beco tools in others’ hands without realizing it because all she wants is to live.
The simplest way to change such a person is to beco her core support.
At this mont, Iris fixed her gaze on Hannah’s face and said, "Now that Lachlan is gone, you haven’t called sister-in-law."
These two words seed like so forbidden suggestion, causing Hannah’s heart to skip a beat instantly. "I... Anyway, you two haven’t registered for marriage, I only called you that for my brother."
"Then call now, for to hear." Iris carried Hannah to the bathroom, moved around behind her, and started to undress her, saying, "You can test the water temperature."
"You, you, you."
Seeing Iris was about to help her undress, Hannah instinctively cried out, "Sister-in-law, don’t."
"Hmm?"
Iris raised her head. In the mist, her features were like a hazy but beautiful painting. Hannah might have surrendered long ago. However, she didn’t know; that day, the steam in the bathroom was too thick, the water vapor too dense, she couldn’t see Iris’s expression clearly. She only knew that Iris was as pretty as a picture, without noticing the emotions missing from Iris’s smiling eyes.
Stepping forward would be like falling into a deep abyss.
Clothing quietly fell to the ground. Hannah stood motionless, looking at the woman in front of her, mumbling, "Sister-in-law..."
Iris touched Hannah’s skin and said, "Go ahead, call if you need help."
Hannah staggered into the tub, her breathing uneven. Watching Iris’s half-wet appearance, she bit her lip, "Sister-in-law, aren’t you going to wash too?"
"Do you want to join ?"
Iris asked with a smile, "If you do, I’ll undress and co in."
Hannah imdiately buried her face in the water, bubbling for a long ti before saying, "Won’t brother be angry if we do this?"
"We’re both girls, what does it matter?"
Iris walked to the edge of the bath, gently stirring the hot water. She said, "Have you never been alone with another girl before?"
"I haven’t..." Hannah, with half her face still in the water, avoided eye contact, "You’re suddenly being kind to , I can’t accept it."
"That’s because you’re useful to ."
Iris’s smile blood like a flower, but her words were bare, splashing water onto Hannah’s face, "Don’t take it seriously. I’m considering when to stab you."
The more Iris said this, the more Hannah’s emotions beca entangled.
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