Chapter 389
Her heart was racing, beating like a drum that kept getting faster.
She felt like a fish about to drown.
Kissing insiden’s closet was nowhere near Maja’s daydreams.
After a while, he let her go, just staring at her in silence.
Maja shivered, feeling like every cell in her body was being invaded by his strong presence.
He pulled her out of it.
“Aren’t you hungry? Grab a bite,”
Maja breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that if he kept it up, she might really end up tied to the bed.
She hadn’t been with any other men, so she had no idea if all of them were as energetic asn.
In general, she felt like she couldn’t take it anymore. I
She just hoped that Carlene would be able to take care of herself in the future.
Sitting in front of the food cart, she was always worried about Carleneing back.
Just as she finished eating, there was a knock on the door.
It was Jeff with a set ofdies‘ clothes,plete from underwear to overcoat.
Maja took the bag, nced at the contents, blushed immediately, and went straight to the bedroom to
change into the new clothes. When she came out in her new outfit, her legs were shaking.
“Mr. Raymond, I’m dressed.”
“Rest up when you get back.”
Maja understood what he meant by “rest“, but before she could say anything, her phone rang. It was
Nathan.
She immediately answered, “Nathan.”
“Penny, Felix has given me the money. The medical expenses are just a small amount. I’m only hurt
skin deep.”
Maja instinctively moved away, ignoringn.
She never thoughtn would get angry over Nathan.
“The doctor said you may have a concussion, have you been checked?”
“They checked it. I’m fine.”
“That’s good.”
She gave a genuine smile, oblivious to the increasingly cold aura behind her.
She couldn’t talk about the money in front ofn, so she asked Nathan a few questions about his
condition before hanging up.
But every question seemed to lower the temperature in the room.
Turning around, she felt frozen by the icy atmosphere.
open.
The cor of the dress was high, but not hot, and made of silk. It looked charming on her, hiding the
marks on her neck. It was obviously carefully chosen by Jeff.
Withn’s touch, the hidden marks under her cor were exposed, spreading downwards.
“Going home like this, wouldn’t your husband be angry?”
Maja felt ufortable as if he was toying with her.
She was confused. Didn’t Ian have a cleanliness obsession? Didn’t he like Carlene?
Why could he be doing these things to her, was it because all men were like this?
“Mr. Raymond, I’m leaving.”
She lodged the subject.
hearing her words, he wanted to drag her back to bed. Kissing her felt good, but what she said was
hard to ept.
His gaze became deep and dark.
Maja felt like she was being swallowed whole by his gaze.
But she still gathered her courage to look at him, her face very calm.
“Mr. Raymond, you said it yourself; we’re just ying an adult’s game.”
He gave a lightugh, looked at her face, then gently moved his gaze away.
“Don’t let your useless husband touchy
you.”
After three years of marriage, she’s still acting like a virgin in bed, which shew how bad he was.
He probably put all his energy on other women, and only she was naive enough not to believe it.
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Maja was speechless and couldn’t help but defend him.
“Actually, my husband is pretty good.”
As soon as her words fell, her chin was seized, and she was cornered against the wall.
“If there are more marks on you, next time I’ll kill you.“‘
The intense emotion made Maja dizzy.
Under a strong male threat; females often ended up in a weak position.
She had a feeling that she no longer knewn.
She opened her mouth but couldn’t say a word.
She suddenly remembered what Grandpa Holden said.
n was smart from a young age, just a bit naughty. His brother was more mature, but then his brother
had an ident, so we had to call him back to take over the family business. He was following Herbert
around the world to sketch. Your master liked him very much and said he was talented and could bear
hardships. I think he’s the best at whatever he does. It’s just a pity that the Raymond family doesn’t
need a painter, but a sessor!”