Chapter 391


    She walked back to the department nervously, all the way trying to remember what she had done under


    the surveince camera since she was hired by the Marwood Group.


    Everything seemed fine until Tommy kissed her. She did not want to, and Tommy did not seem to be


    actually interested in her either, but she knew what it would look like from others‘ perspective.


    She proceeded to work distractedly, ncing at her phone from time to time, wondering if she would be


    so unlucky for Anthony to witness what had happened earlier.


    Anthony was far too busy to remain in front of hisputer all the time, so he might have someone else


    stationed, he had only wanted her to feel what it was like to be a homewrecker, but he never mentioned


    anything about not allowing her to kiss another man.


    However, considering what happened with Lucas before…


    Anne felt increasingly agitated and anxious.


    “Ms. Vallois,e in for a moment.” Xander sat on his chair, ying with his pen with one hand and


    holding onto a document with another. “Where did your mind wander off to when you were working?”


    ‘… Is it that bad?” She asked guiltily.


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    “Extremely bad. It looks as though you haven’t even graduated elementary school.”


    “…” Anne remained silent awkwardly, embarrassed by her mistake.


    “What are you thinking about?” He asked, “Something bothering you?”


    She could not possibly share what happened with her supervisor and was about to say that she would


    re–do her work when the door to the office flew open.


    Both Anne and Xander jumped from their seats and remained frozen when they saw the man who


    walked inside.


    Anthony’s vicious eyes locked onto Anne and he went over to grab her by the hair, before dragging her


    outside.


    “Ah!” She shouted as she was dragged.


    They went out of the office and walked past the department area, all of Anne’s colleagues gaped at the


    sight of Anne being dragged outside by Anthony violently.


    No one could react in any way even after they had disappeared from their sights, countless thoughts


    rushing through their heads.


    ‘What’s going on? Isn’t that the founder of Archduke Group? Why is he doing that to Anne?‘


    ‘Isn’t Anne Tommy’s girlfriend?‘


    “How are those two even rted?‘


    ‘I don’t understand what has just happened.‘


    “Ah!” Shoved into the washroom, Anne bumped into the sink and turned around. “Anthony


    Marwood, what do you think you are doing? Have you gone mad?”


    Anthony approached in the most terrifying aura that was humanly possible. “You went straight for Tommy


    as soon as you got out of bed with me. Aren’t you a busy bee?”


    He turned on the tap and blocked the drain, so water began to umte in the sink.


    Anne watched him in confusion and soon came to realize what he was using her of. “No, that’s not it.


    It’s a misunderstanding. It really is,” she argued, “I’m innocent…ugh!”


    He grabbed her by the back of her neck and leaned closer to stare at her with a devilish expression.


    “Stop ying the innocent card and wash yourself clean!”


    He then proceeded to shove her head down and sank her face into the water.


    “Ugh…umph! Umph!” She struggled but could not escape Anthony’s overpowering hold on her. She


    shoved at him and grabbed onto his clothes, pulling at it until two of the buttons on Anthony’s shirt


    popped off, revealing his chest underneath.


    Just when she thought she was about to drown, he lifted her head.


    “Ah…ugh! Ha…” She gasped for air as water scrolled down her blood–shot eyes and pale face.


    Anthony narrowed his eyes ruthlessly and sealed her lips.


    “Umph!” She whimpered, unable to fight back any longer and simply allowed him to devour every corner


    inside her mouth. Soon, she was running out of air again and she twitched in pain. Once he felt like he


    had made his im on her, he let her go and whispered in a hoarse voice, ” I guess you are clean now.”


    She panted, tears filling her eyes. “You…are sick…you psychopath…”


    He blushed his finger through her cold cheek and said, “Let another man touch you again and I can be


    even crazier! Do you want to try? Hm?”


    She was shivering in rage as she red at him in misery. “You…are you even human? Why do you have


    to torture me so? What can I do to get away from you?”


    He nced at the soaking wet fabric in front of her chest and lifted her chin. “I don’t have the answer to


    that for you. Maybe you were just born to be mine.”


    The crazed obsession in his eyes sent chills down her spine and she stumbled backward. Anthony


    covered her with his jacket and lifted her up, before turning to leave the washroom.