Chapter 94


    “Don’t… Please, Don, don’t act


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    this. I never intended to interfere,” Gisele interjected,


    her unease palpable.


    She found herself in a situation she didn’t want to be in, feeling the sting of potential


    humiliation.


    Every time Gisele closed her eyes, she couldn’t escape the nauseating weight of Michael pressing


    down on her, yet she couldn’t resist him.


    “No, please, stop. I’m begging you, please…” Gisele cried out in despair, her disappointment.


    evident in her voice.


    Lowering her head, Dorian captured her lips in a passionate kiss, quieting her protests. His hands


    continued their movements, but they softened in their touch.


    Reluctantly, Gisele could only endure. She shut her eyes, and a glistening tear trickled down from


    the corner of the eye.


    Just as Dorian was about to adjust his position, he suddenly noticed her tears.


    In that instant, a sudden blow struck his heart. It was unlike the rage that had consumed him earlier.


    Instead, it felt like a heavyweight, crushing his chest and making it difficult to


    breathe.


    Dorian froze, propping himself up with his arms as he took a deep breath. His expression darkened,


    and he forcefully pushed her away, sitting up.


    “What are you pretending to be, some virtuous maiden?” he spat out.


    “Gisele felt his words ruthlessly pierce her heart.


    Enduring the pain, she mustered the strength to sit up, adjusting her torn cor–a stark testament to


    Dorian’s aggression. With no other option, she sat beside him, her body hunched over like a startled


    bird.


    “Start the car,” Dorian ordered, picking up his phone and dialing a number.


    Within moments, Jon entered the car from outside, silently starting the engine and driving


    away.


    Gisele was visibly frightened, herplexion turning pale as she trembled, her lips quivering non–


    stop.


    Dorian grew increasingly irritated by her pretense at this moment. He wrapped hisrge


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    hand around her. “Enough! I promised not to touch you. How much longer do you n to keep up


    this act 7”


    casele trembled even more violently as his palm made contact with her. Her eyes lost focus as she


    murmured unconsciously, “Please don’t touch me! I’m begging you…”


    “I’m not touching you,” Don frowned, observing her with displeasure.


    Gisele curled herself tightly into a ball, her pupils darting around anxiously. She whispered in agony,


    “Don’t… please don’t!”


    “Don’t… don’t touch me! No, no…”


    She continued to murmur unconsciously, trapped in a distressing cycle of memories.


    Initially, Dorian thought she was merely pretending, trying to avoid his touch.


    However, he couldn’t ignore the sight of her nails digging deeply into her arms, her hands tightly


    crossed around her legs.


    Despite the blood trickling from the ces where her nails had pierced, she seemed oblivious to the


    pain.


    Dorian’s heart sank as he instructed, “Quickly, drive back to Jefferson Manor. Have Eric wait there!”


    “Of course,” Jon replied respectfully.


    Dorian seized Gisele’s hands, preventing her from causing further harm to herself.


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    he took her hands, Gisele, under the impression that she was being restrained, began to struggle


    frantically. She kicked and punched, crying out in despair,” Don’t, please don’te near me, no…


    Even though no one touched her neck, Gisele wore the expression of someone on the verge of


    drowning, her face contorted in agony.


    “Faster!” Dorian urged.


    Jon pressed firmly on the gas pedal, disregarding several red lights to reach Jefferson Manor as


    swiftly as he could.


    Meanwhile, Sierra continued to wait at the restaurant, growing increasingly concerned as Dorian


    failed to return. Despite her attempts, she couldn’t reach him by phone either.


    Feeling helpless, she decided to head to the parking lot.


    However, upon reaching the parking lot, Dorian’s car was nowhere in sight.


    et’s go, I’ll drive you back,” Aspen offered, stepping out of the elevator. He couldn’t d but feel a pang


    of pity as he noticed her fragile physique,


    Sierra lifted her chin defiantly, her eyes red with emotion. “You don’t need to worry about me,” she


    said stubbornly. “Since you chose to help Gisele, we’re not friends anymore”


    “Regardless, I can’t let you take a taxi back,” Aspen insisted. He simply couldn’t bear to see