With a gloomy expression, Vincent stared at the silly woman in front of him who knew nothing.
Elaine didn't dare to approach him, so she cowered behind Morgan instead.
Seeing her reaction, Morgan felt awkward too.
In the end, Vincent let go of his grip. Like a bird that had found its freedom, Elaine immediately leaped out of his grasp and hid behind Morgan.
"Stop hiding!"
The expression on his face darkened when he saw her crouching behind Morgan.
Grabbing hold of Morgan's shirt, she dared not move.
"Don't make me repeat myself!"
Sighing, Morgan dragged Elaine out to his side. "Miss Jacob, while I talk to Mr. Bradbury, go take a shower first. I'll be right outside, and breakfast will be served once you come out from the shower. Don't worry, everything's gonna be fine. Okay?"
Morgan's gentle eyes managed to persuade Elaine. With a nod, she agreed, "Okay. I'll go take a shower."
Without sparing a glance at Vincent, she sprinted towards the bathroom.
She ran as if she was chased by a murderer.
Vincent snorted coldly.
A worried look plastered on Morgan's face when he advised, "Sir, you shouldn't do this..."
Turning his head, Vincent looked at him.
"This is not the way to pursue a woman. You shouldn't be scaring her all the time, especially when she already has a trauma from the past. If you're not gentle to her, you'll only make things worse."
"What are you talking about?" Vincent asked, "Who said I was trying to pursue her?"
Surprised, Morgan questioned, "Sir, didn't you come all the way to this small village for her..."
He followed her all the way to this place, yet he didn't want to admit that he was trying to pursue her? Who was he kidding?
Turning on his heel, he entered the room. Nonchalantly, he explained, "She was mine to begin with, but she escaped. I'm just here to bring her back, does that count as pursuing her?"
A sudden realization hit Morgan. To Vincent, he already claimed her as his own the moment he laid his eyes on her.
Morgan was wrong. He thought that if nothing happened between them, they were not considered a thing.
However, to Vincent, she was already in his possession.
Morgan heaved a long sigh.
Now that Elaine was already so afraid of Vincent, when would she start accepting him as the person he is?
"Morgan."
When he was caught in his thoughts, Vincent suddenly called out to him.
Hurrying over, he asked, "What's the matter, sir?"
Sitting on a chair, Vincent stared at the bathroom door with dark eyes. "Find me a laptop."
Taken aback by his sudden request, Morgan questioned, "Why do you need a computer for?"
"I want to watch some movies."
"Oh, you want to watch movies, sir?" Hearing that, Morgan was delighted. "OK. I'll go get it and send it over later."
In response, Vincent nodded.
After that, Morgan left the room to get breakfast prepared.
In the bathroom, Elaine looked at herself in the mirror. Wiping off the water droplets, she stared at her own reflection.
Her reflection showed a woman with a flushed face after taking a shower. Her fair skin glowed under the light, and her eyes were crystal clear.
When her gaze lowered to her neck, she saw a purplish-red mark there.
The mark was left by that b*stard...
Earlier, when he pressed his body against hers on the bed, she wasn't able to move an inch...
Now that she thought of it, she recalled that the girls from Dr. Perkins' dates had these marks on their bodies as well. She never knew what were those marks...
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