Chapter 55 Men’s desire to be in possession


    I don’t want to go head to head with Frances Louis, but there is nothing I could do. I have to walk past


    him to get to work.


    He has seen me and I can’t pretend not seeing him, I can only say hi.


    “What a coincidence! President Louis.”


    Before I finish my sentence, I am dragged by him into the car.


    Frances Louis ms the door shut, and for a moment the atmosphere inside is eerily quiet.


    The low pressure makes me breathless.


    Looking at Frances Louis, I notice that his face is sullen, too, and that his eyes are as deep as ink. I


    don’t know what he is thinking.


    I try to open the door, but it is locked.


    “President Louis, I have to go to work, would you please…”


    Frances Louis turns and asks me with his eye half-opened.


    “Who is that guy?”


    I know he is asking about Noah Jefferson.


    He is my patron and I am not surprised to know that he doesn’t allow me to keeppany with any


    other man.


    “My high school ssmate. We are just having lunch.” I say to himmely.


    Although what I say is true, why I still feel a little bit nervous?


    This man''s face grows darker. Frances Louis sneers and looks at me sideways, “ssmate? I heard


    everything he said that day outside The Cloud Heaven. It was his coat you came back in that night.


    Now you are having lunch together and seeing each other again, do you think I''ll believe you''re just


    ssmates?”


    I am surprised because I have never heard Frances Louis say so much words at once.


    I guess I must have annoyed him. Men are more possessive than I thought.


    “I liked him when I was in high school, and that’s the past, do you have any problem?” I say to Frances


    Louis with some annoyance.


    Anyway, I am just his mistress, and he has my body. Does he also want to have my heart?


    I think my idea is ridiculous. Is it possible that a person like Frances Louis will be trapped by love?


    “Jane Noyes, do you think that man will still like you when he finds out what you are doing now? You


    must know how embarrassed you would be then.”


    Frances Louis’s words stab into my heart like a sword.


    He isn’t talking about my divorce. He is talking about the fact that I am now his mistress, the most


    despised “profession”. In the mind of Noah Jefferson, maybe I am still the simple, proud girl, but life has


    quietly changed me.


    I am not good for him, never.


    The truth makes my heart pain.


    “I know. I will pay attention to my words and deed.”


    I say unhappily and unlock the door. Before I could step out, my body is pulled back by Frances Louis


    fiercely.


    His arbitrary and angry kisses rush on me like rains.


    He kisses me so hard and his teeth keep gnawing at my lip as if he wants to unleash his fury. I want to


    escape, but he holds me closer, I can only let his kiss devour me like the strong wind and rain.


    He loses me after a long time.


    The area of the lip is painful and numb. I guess my lip may have been swollen.


    “This is your punishment for sneaking out to work behind my back.”


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    Frances Louis opens the door and demands me to get off.


    Damn him!


    I stomp and curse, the go upstairs gloomily.


    Steven Song is sitting in his office, enjoying the coolness of air conditioner and ying his phone. He


    nces at me, smiles and says, “Did you meet Frances Louis?”