Ondo followed suit and breathed a sigh of relief.


    -Juan, watch the news on the inte and monitor any adverse situations.


    -All right.


    After more than ten hours straight, Ondo thought he had the situation under control and rxed. With a condescending, rxed smile on his face, he slowly put on his suit jacket, leaving Juan to get on with his work while he walked away without a second nce.


    Almost an hourter, Ondo returned to the vi where Melina was being held in good spirits.


    There was no one in the empty house, the bellboy was long gone, and Ondo’s shoes made a noise as he stepped on the stairs. He went to the door of the room where Melina was, unlocked it.


    At the sound of the voice, Melina, who was curled up in a ball, immediately jumped down.


    -Ondo, Ondo, you’re finally here!


    She didn’t know if it was because she had been held captive for so long that Melina’s mental state had be surprisingly blurred. Not only did she not see Ondo as the culprit, she even saw him as her only hope.


    That’s why he gave off a vibrant side when he saw Ondo.


    Ondo was pleased with the changes Melina had made.


    -Waiting for me?


    His voice was soft, but beneath his eyes there was a gloom and a sharpness that could not be dissolved.


    Melina looked at him with enchanted eyes, as if inexorably immersed in his tenderness:


    -Why are you back sote today? I’ve been waiting for you, and I haven’t even had my dinner.


    Ondo looked down at the table and saw that dinner was on it.


    A cold, unpleasant glint shed under his eyes as he suddenly turned back to the table.


    -Come here.


    He stood in front of the table and greeted Melina.


    Melina approached him, bowing her head and gazing at Ondo with fascination and adoration, her one bright face full of shyness, her cheeks like pink clouds.


    Fascinated by the resemnce to Vanessa’s face, Ondo reached out and touched her cheek with his fingertips.


    -Vanessa, do you know how much I love you? -said Ondo with an infatuated look, not noticing the flicker of mischief in Melina’s eyes.


    He put on a good face and sent his face into Ondo’s palm. The intention was to confuse Ondo, but instead it had the opposite effect.


    Thanks to your initiative, Ondo came out of his infatuation.


    The tenderness in his eyes ceased and became instantly repulsive and cruel.


    -How can you not have dinner, I’ve given you permission to be hungry?


    Ondo narrowed his eyes and smiled in a cheerful and kindly way, but it was creepy.


    -I…


    Melina opened her mouth, wanting to say something to defend herself but not daring to do so, and watched as Ondo deliberately tipped the food onto the table, then walked over to the bed and sat down, raising an eyebrow at Melina who was speechless.


    -You won’t look like my Vanessa if you’re skinny,” Ondo muttered, as Melina shuddered hard.


    -Ondo…


    She guessed what Ondo was going to do and looked at him in disbelief.


    Melina could bear to be used as Vanessa’s double, to be nothing more than a doll in Ondo’s bed and to be abused by him.


    He thought this was the end of the line, but he didn’t expect Ondo to have something even more humiliating in store.


    -What, you don’t want to eat? -asked Ondo mockingly, as if he hadn’t seen Melina’s trembling.


    -No… no.


    The thought of his cruel methods made Melina shudder immediately. Of course, she dared not disobey, so she reluctantly knelt down, gripped the chopsticks tightly and stared at the spilled rice.


    Even though the room was cleaned every day, he still felt sick.


    Although she was an illegitimate daughter, she had led a life of luxury after receiving the Gu family. The food she ate on the ground in this way was definitely the first in her life.


    Melina’s grip on her fork was hard, the backs of her hands covered in bruises of resistance.


    His thin body trembled and he was literally unable to eat it all.


    Ondo growled unhappily and his tone became more sinister:


    -What, you still want me to feed you by hand?


    -No… it’s not necessary.


    Ondo looked disgruntled as he narrowed his eyes and looked at Melinafortingly:


    -Who gave you permission to use the cutlery,e down and eat?


    Why force it so cruelly? Why force it so cruelly.


    Melina’s body trembled with fury, as if in the next moment she would have jumped in defiance. But in the end she didn’t, she didn’t have the guts and didn’t dare to contradict Ondo again.


    He also dreamed of returning to a life of high living, so no matter how much Ondo humiliated he was, he couldn’t resist.


    Melina, surprisingly, put down her fork and slowly crawled down. Bringing her mouth close to the rice, she looked at it on the floor with an upset, nauseous stomach.N?velDrama.Org holds text ? rights.


    -Eat.


    At Ondo’s unpleasant insistence, Melina swallowed desperately, closed her eyes and ate with her mouth open.


    -Je.


    Ondo let out a softugh of uncertainty.


    He watched calmly andfortably as Melina endured a hundred humiliations, trembling all over her body but forcing herself to lie on the floor and eat like a dog.


    After a moment, Ondo stood up again and took a few steps towards Melina.


    He merely leaned across the table, the tip of his shoe touching Melina’s chin.


    Melina’s mouth was covered with oil and looked like a mess.


    His appearance, however, pleases Ondo.


    Now I was in a good mood.


    -Melina, when you were counting on me, did you ever think that one day you would be eating like a dog on the floor? -said Ondo mockingly, lifting her chin with the toe of his shoe, forcing her head up.


    -I’m sorry, I know it was wrong.


    Melina, now too shy to resist, apologised and tried to use her face to make seductive expressions.


    “Since Ondo loves Vanessa so much, my own face, which was seven percent simr to hers, will surely work. As long as she… I just have to learn Vanessa’s expression, I will definitely look more like her.”


    Melina thought, and her face couldn’t help but take on the stubborn, cold look that Vanessa had when confronted by Ondo.


    Ondo had a moment of disorientation, followed by more anger.


    With a sullen grimace, he stood up, lifted his foot and stepped nonchntly on Melina’s back, smashing her face into the ground.


    -Bitch! Who gave you permission to look at me with that look? Melina, you have made it impossible for me to be with Vanessa, even to the point that we are now dead, so how can I forgive you so easily? You ndered my Vanessa in front of me, now it’s time for me to pay you back.


    Ondo said indifferently, like every word hardened by poison.


    Melina’s eyes filled with monstrous hatred, but she could only bear it with bitterness.