"Um, I..." Freddy ran away, leaving Adrienne alone to deal with Jefferson. In order to reduce his wrath against her, she tried to bring up a new topic, but the moment she opened her mouth, she was so nervous that she bit her tongue.
"Adrienne, you must be a f*cking demon sent here to punish me." How could this stupid woman be so stupid that she bit her tongue when speaking? Jefferson thought.
He stretched his arm out and grabbed Adrienne's face with one hand. "Open your mouth and stick your tongue out."
Adrienne instinctively wanted to avoid him, but he shouted again, "Adrienne, if you try to avoid me again, I will throw you into the pond and feed you to the fish."
Adrienne felt extremely wronged, but she did not dare to retort. She blinked innocently at him, hoping that Mr. Hefner would be the bigger person and spare her.
Based on her years of experience under his torture, she knew that it was best not to provoke him when he was acting up.
She opened her mouth obediently. When he suddenly came close to her, she was so scared that she cowered and her face turned pale...
As expected, when she lifted her head, she saw the angry look on his face again.
Jefferson was so scary, yet he didn't allow her to be afraid. What kind of logic was that?
Oddly enough, he did not continue to make things difficult for her. He let go of her and said, "Let's eat."
"Oh..."
Adrienne quickly ate. She did not dare to utter a single word throughout the meal. Only after she finished eating did she look up. Jefferson was staring at her firmly as if he wanted to swallow her alive.
Adrienne was so nervous that she swallowed a mouthful of saliva and couldn't help moving further away. However, under his gaze, she stopped abruptly and said, "Sir, I'm full."
"Adrienne, why are you such a scaredy-cat?" Jefferson fixated his gaze on her with a deep and complicated look in his eyes.
If she would just pay a little more attention to him, she would not be so unaware of his feelings for her. She definitely would not have said all those things in front of an outsider too.
He often asked himself whether he should persevere.
The voice in his heart would insist on hanging on. She had nothing but him. If he gave up on her, what else would she have?
However, Adrienne had never thought about truly understanding him or his inner thoughts.
He was clearly laughing but she felt that his smile was really creepy. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but still could not find the words. She could only shrink her neck back in like a turtle.
It was very odd. Adrienne hadn't done anything wrong; Jefferson was the one who had been bullying her, but for some reason, she felt guilty when he stared at her.
It seemed like she was traumatised from his past twenty years of bullying.
"Are you full?" asked Jefferson crossly.
"I'm full," Adrienne replied obediently.
"Then, why aren't we leaving?" He sprang to his feet, looking impatient.
He was indeed impatient. Being alone with Adrienne was extremely infuriating.
"Can we leave now?" He hadn't said he wanted to leave, so obviously she hadn't dared to bring it up either. In front of the mighty Mr. Hefner, she was like a weak lamb waiting for slaughter.
"Jefferson, Adrienne, I heard that you two were here." A young and beautiful woman with long hair suddenly pushed the door and came in, looking at the two of them with a smile.
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