Chapter 163


    J held her breath and waited for the man to enter as the door flew open. But no one came in. J


    heard rustling noises and muffled groans from outside. Momentster, the house returned to silence.


    She clutched themp tightly until her knuckles grew white. Her palm grew sweaty, and she almost


    dropped themp. J swallowed loudly; her heart was in her throat the entire time.


    J nned to smash themp on the man’s head as soon as he came in. She hoped to injure his


    head and knock him unconscious.


    Momentster, a tall figure appeared outside the room and pushed the door open, causing it to creak


    on its hinges.


    A tall figure walked toward her. J immediately picked up themp, closed her eyes, and flung it


    toward him.


    However, J didn’t hear any shouts or screams as expected. She slowly opened her eyes and saw


    that the man had grabbed themp.


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    “Don’t… Don’te over! If youe anywhere closer to me, I’ll beat you to death,” J hissed


    through her gritted teeth. She was so scared that her heart almost stopped beating, but she pretended


    to be fearless.


    “Beat me to death? Can you do that?” Ethan’s deep, resonant voice reverberated across the silent


    room.


    There was no light in the room, so J could only see a silhouette of his frame. The light outside


    blurred his features, and J couldn’t see his expression. But the anger was evident in his voice.


    “Ethan?” J was still in a state of shock. As Ethan stepped closer, she pounced on him.


    Her voice trembled, and her legs gave away.


    Ethan caught J and carried her to the bed.


    His brows furrowed as he lifted her clothes and inspected her body to see if she had suffered any


    injuries. “Are you injured? Did he touch you?”


    J’s face flushed. She quickly dragged her skirt down and shook her head. She wrapped her arms


    around his waist and leaned on his chest to calm herself down.


    Ethan tied her messy hair into a ponytail and brushed the loose strands off her face, tucking them


    behind her ear. His grip tightened as he pulled her closer.


    He pressed his cheek against her ear and took a deep breath. “It’s all my fault. I should havee


    home early,” he mumbled, stroking her back.


    J’s heart took a sprint in her chest as Ethan’s manly scent filled her nostrils. Her face turned red.


    J finally returned to her senses and pushed him away. However, Ethan didn’t budge.


    She wiped her tears with the back of her hand and sniffed loudly. “Why did youe back sote? Do


    you even know what time it is now? Why don’t you just move out if you don’t wannae back?”


    The wind blowing through the window made Ethan’s thin shirt stick to his muscr body. He pursed his


    lips and nodded, allowing J to scold him. “Well, it’s all my fault.”


    It took a while for J to calm down.


    She slowly returned to her senses and looked out the door, her eyes glistening with tears. She curled


    up in his arms and looked at the short stubble on his jaw.


    “Where is that man? What did you do to him?”