Sign It, My Lady novel Chapter 6

A loud smack could be heard when Hazel's palm hit Regan's face.

Hazel was frightened by her own action. When she looked at him, she saw that he looked like a provoked beast.

Before she could react, the man grabbed her by her neck.

Hazel struggled, but the more she struggled, the tighter the man's grip on her neck became.

At that moment, she could feel the fear of dying.

Hazel was choking and it was getting hard for her to breathe. She felt like her chest was about to explode at any moment.

Was she really going to die?

Her heart was filled with bitterness and despair.

She really did not expect these things to happen in her life!

And she wondered if this was how her life would end.

A desperate look appeared in Hazel's clear eyes. She stopped struggling, because she was too weak to resist him.

Tears slipped down from the corner of her eyes and fell on the back of the man's hand.

It was then that Regan froze.

The skin on the back of his hand where her tears hit felt hot, and his heart softened.

It made him loosen his grip.

Hazel coughed violently with vigilant and fearful eyes.

This man was too terrifying.

"Take a shower now... Clean your body a little by little. I don't want traces of other men to be left on your body. If you don't want to take a bath on your own, then... I'll do it for you."

Hazel wanted to escape, but she was paralysed by fear.

"Why aren't you moving? Do you need my help?..."

Hazel shook her head in a hurry and uttered, "No..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she started splashing her body with water and bathed in humiliation.

While she was taking a bath with trembling hands and fear, the man stood in front of her, watching her every move.

Hazel felt ashamed. Not only was she wearing nothing, but there was... a perverted man watching her as she bathed.

"Could you please turn around..."

"No, I can't..." Regan said without hesitation, "It's not like I haven't seen your body before."

Hazel could only secretly bite her teeth in her heart. Was he really a pervert?

It was as if he had never seen a woman bathing.

The truth was, Hazel was right.

Even if he had slept with her that night, he was too drunk to even remember what her body looked like.

He knew that she was... so far, the only woman whose touch he didn't loathe.

Her body was soft and emanated fragrance. He would hold her tighter as if he was holding a ball of cotton.

Thus, Regan fixated his gaze on her as if she belonged to him. He even thought that there was nothing wrong with his action.

Her skin was pale...

She seemed skinny and should start eating well from now on.