Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 608

"Be quick, remove my heels for me," Liya said in an annoyed tone. She was laughing and flirting with Oscar, but she noticed that Zoella still hadn't removed her heels for her.

Oscar was already aroused by Liya, but upon hearing what she had said, his mood was once again ruined. He looked up and saw Zoella standing still. Rage built up in him. He grabbed an ashtray from the coffee table and sent it flying towards her as he let out a curse, "B*tch."

The ashtray was aimed towards her. Zeolla couldn't dodge in time, and the ashtray crashed into her arm. She immediately felt a stinging pain.

Liya looked mockingly at her as she said, "Zoella, I only wanted you to remove my heels for me. Was it that hard?"

Zoella could only suppress her anger and glare hatefully at Liya. She gritted her teeth as she bent down and started removing her heels.

It was against Zoella's will to do this, and the straps on the heels were intricate as well. After several attempts, Zoella still couldn't manage to remove them.

"Ouch, it hurts. What are you trying to do?" Liya complained as she kicked Zoella in the face with her heels on.

Zoella was caught off guard, and as she was kicked in the nose, she immediately cried out and sucked in a breath of pain. Her hand was covered in blood after she wiped her nose.

"Liya, you sl*t, you're going too far with this!" Zoella had never been set up like that. Moreover, it was by Liya. Zoella couldn't withstand her anger anymore.

"Mr. Jones, look at her. She wasn't willing to remove my heels at all, and she hurt my ankle," Liya complained to Oscar in a coquettish manner with a wronged look on her face, although she was delighted to see Zoella being set up.

Oscar was just getting in the mood to have two beauties spending the night with him. He had all sorts of tricks in mind, but before he could go any further with them, the both of them had already started arguing with each other. He was annoyed, especially after he heard Liya saying that her heels had not been removed yet.

Oscar immediately sprung up and grabbed Zoella's head before slapping hard on her cheeks, yelling, "You b*tch, you'd better start listening to me! How dare you keep on ruining things for me! I'm going to teach you a hard lesson today, so that you can never crawl back to report against me."

Oscar bellowed as he grabbed her head and hit it against the ground until he almost knocked her out. He then ripped off her clothes and tied her arms behind her back. He tossed her on the couch as he gritted his teeth, saying, "You b*tch, learn something from her. If you can satisfy me enough tonight, then I'll let you go away for irritating me. Otherwise, I will not let you get away."

Oscar was cursing and yelling at her, but the anger in his heart did not subside. He landed another kick squarely on Zoella's stomach before he turned around and continued having fun with Liya.

Zoella's head rumbled. Her entire body was in so much pain that it felt as if it was going to split open. She curled up on the couch. The moaning and groaning sounds from Oscar and Liya could be heard.

Zoella experienced it all, that night, on what it meant to be humiliated, what it meant to be a sl*t, and what it meant to be in so much pain that she wished she could just die.

That night, Zoella had to endure the pain in her body and surrender herself to Oscar's manipulation, whereas Liya watched aside with a mocking smile. Throughout that night, Oscar would even demand Liya and Zoella to please him with different methods.

Liya was not as smart as Zoella in plotting against someone, but Zoella could never compete with Liya in bed.

Zoella couldn't satisfy Oscar in bed, whereas it was a piece of cake for Liya. Moreover, with Liya sowing discord, Zoella had to endure physical abuse from Oscar that night. If it weren't for Oscar, who had held her captive, Zoella would have already taken her own life.

It was not until dawn when Oscar finally fell asleep.

Zoella lay on the couch, gasping vulnerably. She couldn't get up at all.

"Hmph, things will only be worse for you if you decide to go against me," Liya said as she stood up and got changed as if nothing had happened to her at all. She walked in front of Zoella and picked up her chin with her cold fingers before saying coldly, "Zoella, let me tell you this. Since you're threatening me with my video, I also filmed whatever you did with Oscar tonight. If you irritate me further, then I swear I will ruin your reputation and your life."

Liya laughed sinisterly after saying that. There was a murderous glint in Zoella's gaze. Liya shot a glance at the wounds on Zoella's body resulting from Oscar's whipping, smiled smugly, and walked out of the room in her high heels with her head held high.

Zoella continued to lie there with a deathly pale face. It took her a long while before she decided to stand up and get changed. She stumbled along her way out of the room.

Meanwhile, Octavia felt uneasy throughout the whole night in their hotel room. Zoella hadn't been back the entire night. She paced around in the room anxiously, just as someone twisted the doorknob.

The scene left Octavia trembling in fear.

She almost couldn't recognize that the woman standing in front of her was Zoella.

Her cheeks were swollen, her nose was bruised, and there was blood seeping through the corners of her mouth. If it weren't for her outfit and the familiar hairstyle, Octavia could never tell that the woman was Zoella, who had always looked arrogant and tough.

Octavia didn't have to ask to know what had happened the night before!

She sighed in silence.

If Zoella wasn't that arrogant, if Zoella wasn't that proud, then she could've led a great career path on her own, but she went down the wrong route and fell in love with the wrong person. Perhaps fate was messing around with her.

Octavia was aware that Zoella had known Hansen since they were children. They could be considered to be well-acquainted. If Vivian hadn't arranged for Jenna to marry Hansen back then, then it could be that Zoella would already become Mrs. Richards by now...