Chapter 353 Had Her in His Clutches


    Anna was deeply asleep.


    In the pitch-dark room, there were no windows and no lights. She waspletely isted from the


    outside world.


    She had a long dream.


    In her dream, she was in a dark, empty space.


    There was no one around and it was empty and foggy. She kept moving forward mechanically,


    trying to stop but she couldn''t.


    Suddenly, a faint light appeared ahead.


    She was overjoyed, and quickly walked over, but was stopped by a gorgeous, delicate-looking child.


    The little boy was so beautiful with his big watery eyes shining brightly. He stared straight at her with


    maturity and calmness that did not fit his age.


    She loved him so much, she wanted to squat down and touch his broken face.


    However, when her hand just touched his cheek, the little boy suddenly disappeared, and the


    surrounding wind surged, and the mist raged everywhere.


    When she finally opened her eyes, a tall man was standing in the ce where the little boy was


    originally.


    She couldn''t see his face clearly, but subconsciously she felt that she didn''t want to see his true


    face.


    The man slowly raised his hand, wrapped his slender fingers around her neck, and then strangled it


    hard until her breathing weakened and her consciousness blurred.


    The cold voice sounded ethereal, as ifing from the distant abyss of hell.


    "Woman, you are only worthy of being my servant..."


    Anna was shocked awake. She darted straight up as she roughly breathed in the cool air in the


    room...


    She touched her neck, the feeling of the man’s ice-cold fingers still lingered.


    Scenes fromst night shed in her mind.


    Two cold drops of tears slid from her cheeks and into her mouth, salty, followed by endless


    bitterness.


    The door to the room was suddenly opened, and a bright beam of light shone in, dazzling her


    slightly.


    Anna subconsciously raised her hand to cover her eyes. Looking through her fingers, she saw


    Liam''s long figure appear at the door standing in the background, but she couldn’t see the


    expression on his face.


    She lowered her arms, turned her head away, and slowlyy down again.


    Her parched throat was about to burst into mes, and she swallowed subconsciously as if trying to


    swallow the pain blocked there.


    The two remained silent for a long time as if they were in a silent confrontation. Whoever spoke first


    was the loser.


    Finally, she heard a soft sigh, she thought it must have been an illusion, she must still be asleep.


    Then, the click of the door being shut.


    She didn’t know why, but as she breathed a sigh of relief, more disappointment filled her chest.


    Her lips curled up in a mocking smile, and just as she was about to close her eyes, the room door


    was opened again.


    Immediately afterward, a paper bag was thrown at her, falling right at her feet, as if it had eyes.


    "Change your clothes ande out to eat."


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    Liam said coldly, then he closed the door again.


    If he didn''t switch on the lights in the room, Anna would think that she was hallucinating again.


    She was indeed hungry.


    Didn''t they say that you wouldn''t feel hungry when you were extremely sad? Why did she feel so


    hungry a s if she hadn''t eaten for days?


    She got up again, took the paper bag, it contained a knitted long-sleeved over-the-knee dress, dark


    red with white stripes on the edges, and feminine red


    cuffsplimenting the sleeves.


    She was not in the mood to admire this pretty dress. She pulled it on casually, simply tidied up her


    hair, opened the door, and walked straight to the kitchen.


    In the kitchen, Liam sat at one end of the dining table. On the table were two tes of perfectly


    scrambled eggs, a few sausages, and a te of golden-yellow scones.


    A little warmth passed through Anna''s chest, rippling outwards.


    Seeing that she was about to sit down opposite him, Liam nodded towards the seat next to his.


    "Sit."


    Anna paused, but acquiesced, pulling out the chair beside him and taking a seat.


    His thick lips curled into a smile, and he spooned some eggs into her te.


    Anna picked up her spoon, breathed in the fragrance o f the food but suddenly she felt an


    ufortable roll i n her belly, she hurriedly put down her spoon and rushed to the bathroom, her


    hand sped against her mouth.


    In the bathroom, she leaned against the sink and heaved dryly, but nothing came out. After a


    moment, she finally recovered but then a dizzy spell hit her and she only prevented herself from


    falling by holding onto the sink.


    She steadied herself, breathed out, washed her face in the sink, and gargled, only then did she feel


    slightly better.


    She raised her head and looked at herself in the mirror, her face was slightly pale, her eyes slightly


    swollen and bloodshot.


    "Maybe I didn''t get enough sleep..." she murmured.


    As soon as she returned to the kitchen, she met his probing eyes.


    Did he not sleep either? His handsome face looked haggard, and there were faint blue-ck bags


    under his eye.


    She pursed her mouth, went to the dining table, and sat down, "I forgot to brush my teeth."


    A wave rippled in his eyes as if he was smiling.


    He thought...


    The two ate quietly, and Anna took the initiative to clean up the dishes and put them away.


    Looking at her methodically cleaning the dishes, Liam leaned against the door, and suddenly


    remembered the first time she cooked at the Grand Lexus.


    Although her cooking was terrible, the liveliness brought by her changed the atmosphere there.


    She infused the atmosphere with warmth and life...


    "Perfect, you do look a little bit like a maid."


    Anna''s back stiffened for a moment, but she did not speak, continuing the movement of her hands.


    Now her mood was much calmer, like the sea right after a storm. Although the water was still


    freezing cold, there were no waves.


    The phone rang.


    Liam took out his hand and answered in front of her.


    "Hello? Auntie."


    Anna paused, her movements slowing to a stop, not daring to let out a single peep.


    "I''m in my vi, is anything wrong?"


    After a few seconds of silence...


    "Yes, that''s right, she ced first and joined thepany, now she''s..."


    He looked at Anna, a hint ofughter in his eyes.


    At the sound of his words, Anna hurriedly turned and waved her arms at him in panic.


    Liam was expressionless, just throwing a nce at her, and continued, "Maybe she''s doing some


    household chores."


    Grandma Dawson''s heartyugh passed through the telephone as if she thought the situation he


    described could not exist.


    Anna sighed in relief. If grandma knew of their rtionship, things would get messy.


    Liam was talking softly on the phone, throwing nces at her from time to time, she shivered, she


    wondered what grandma was talking about.


    Every time he opened his mouth, she was worried he would ''identally'' say something he


    shouldn''t.


    "Alright, I know, Auntie. It''s okay, I’ll bring her along."


    He ended the call, met her questioning gaze, and said lowly, "Auntie heard you joined the Ackman


    Group, I think she wants to congratte you."


    What was there to congratte her about!


    To her, joining thepany was like hopping a pirate ship, spending the day with thieves and


    brutes every day, the mere thought of it frightened her.


    And the captain of the ship was particrly petty, staying mad at her till now over a little text


    message. She pursed her lips, bowing her head in regret.