Chapter 159 Irritate Francis
Chapter 159 Irritate Francis
Chapter 159 Irritate Francis
Lilian kept silent for a few seconds. She opened the car door and sat in it.
Francis was next to her. Lilian clearly felt his cold gaze, as if to tear her into pieces.
Lilian buried her head deeply, and she dared not look at Francis's expression.
Fortunately, Francis didn't speak anything.
Nelson also held his breath. He tried his best to reduce his sense of existence and drove smoothly.
The car was so quiet that Lilian could even hear her breathing.
The car drove slowly and steadily on the way home. Lilian looked at the retrogressive night scene outside, and her heart became tense with the shortening of the journey back.
Forty minutes later, the car stopped at the door of the villa.
Nelson got out of the car and left here wisely, leaving space for the two.
Francis still didn't speak.
Lilian bit her lip, got up the courage, and turned to peek at him. Francis leaned back in his seat, hidden in the dark. Lilian could only see his figure.
Lilian hesitated and then tugged at his sleeve.
Francis tilted his head and cast his eyes on her face.
Lilian lowered her head.
Francis reached out and lifted her face. "What have you done these three days?"
Lilian's body froze, and she couldn't help recalling the sufferings in these three days.
Her head began to ache again.
Lilian raised her hand and explained, "Courtney and I didn't do anything. We were kidnapped. The one..."
Francis interrupted her, "I know who he is, and my question is what have you done."
Lilian was shocked and her eyes widened slowly.
He knew?
He knew everything indeed.
But for three days... he didn't even come to find her.
Now he asked what she and Johnson had done in the past three days.
Lilian should get used to his indifference and ignorance.
But his words still hurt her mercilessly, like a knife cutting her heart and making it blood.
She moved the corners of her mouth and suddenly smiled.
Lilian mocked herself. She had flattered herself for so many years. In fact, her long-term affection was so cheap.
Johnson was right. She was really cheap.
"Answer me."
Lilian looked at his face in the dark deeply and suppressed the dull pain in her heart. She raised her hand and gestured, "What else can single man and woman do?"
She gestured to him little by little, "We've done everything."
Lilian's face wrinkled with pain when the hand pinched her jaw suddenly.
"Really?" He suddenly approached her, and his face appeared under the light.
"What did you do? Show me."
Lilian froze. She stared at him with a terrible pain in her heart, as if someone were clenching her heart.
It throbbed.
She gestured, "You taught me so. Haven't you seen everything?"
Francis's face turned gloomy bit by bit, and his calm mask was cracked.
"Voluntary?"
Lilian pinched her lips and forced a smile hard.
Seeing his gloomy expression, Lilian wanted to see the calm mask completely unveiled.
Even if he didn't like someone or something, he would never allow others to get their hands on them. It was a slap in his face.
Lilian stared at him straight, and with the determination of mutual destruction, she nodded.
Unfortunately, Lilian only heard a heavy inhalation, and then Francis suddenly opened the car door, grabbed her hand, and dragged her down.
Lilian was rudely dragged out of the car. When she got out, she stepped on the air and fell heavily to the ground, causing pain in her knee. RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only
Francis didn't even look back, dragging her hand and moving on. Lilian stumbled up and caught up with him.
Francis took her into the bathroom.
And then she was thrown into a bathtub.
The water in the bathtub was completely cold.
Before she got up, a hand grabbed her chin and pressed her back.