It was really Jordan. "Why on earth was he in my house?" Wendy wondered. Wendy immediately put
on a stern and cold expression. "What are you doing here?"
Jordan took off his military jacket, showing his muscular chiseled chest that even the vest couldn't
cover.
Wendy blushed at the sight of this. "Get out." Not wanting to see him at all, she pointed at the door. The
truth was, she wanted him by her side but she thought she was not ready if he would hurt her again.
Jordan ignored her and walked a few steps forward. After a while, he stood still at the bedside.
Wendy pulled the blanket to cover herself. She was like a child covered in a blanket. But she has
always slept naked and she didn't want him to see.
Jordan took a close look at her and then turned around to walk towards the bathroom.
Wendy quickly put on her pajamas.
However, it didn't work. If he really wanted to do something, she knew that she couldn't resist.
"Forget it. I'd better sleep first. After I fall asleep, he can't do anything." Wendy thought to herself.
Jordan soon opened the bathroom door while Wendy tossed and turned in bed.
Turning her back against the bathroom, she didn't move again and immediately closed her eyes. She
pretended to be already fast asleep.
Jordan turned off the light, and the room fell into total darkness.
He laid down on the bed and tried to hold Wendy in his arms. But Wendy was adamant and broke free
from his arms. She directly took a pillow to the other end of the bed and laid there.
Jordan followed her and hugged her from behind.
Wendy broke free from his arms again and took the pillow back to the end of the bed.
Jordan followed, but he directly rushed over to Wendy this time. They were just going back and forth.
"Since you're so powerful, let's do something."
...
Wendy tried to kick him, but he quickly grabbed her foot. He was a soldier after all. He had very quick
reflexes.
She attempted to slap him on the face, but he stopped her with the other hand and pressed her down.
Wendy's hands were fastened over her head. She couldn't resist at all. Not anymore.
"Honey, as I said, let's do something." Jordan whispered seductively in her ears.
Wendy raised her foot this time, trying to kick him in his lap.
He immediately controlled her foot with one foot. Wendy failed again. Why was this man so powerful
and quick?
Jordan strongly kissed her on the lips. "Jordan, let me go." Wendy gasped.
Jordan put his hands around her waist. "I was wrong. I'm very sorry." He learned from the Internet that
a man must apologize first when his wife got angry no matter whose fault it was. It was a standard rule.
"Do you really know what you are sorry about?"
... "I don't know. I just know you got mad and I should apologize." Jordan didn't know why Wendy got
angry.
Wendy pushed him away furiously. "Since you don't know why, then what are you even doing here?"
The Internet also says that if apology wasn't accepted, he had to use the last resort.
"It's mother's order." Jordan muttered and kissed Wendy on the lips. Wendy felt like she was going
crazy.
The quarrel eventually ended in sex. Again. She just couldn't resist.
It was getting late.
Jordan asked Wendy in the bathroom, "Are you still angry?"
"No." She just chose to hide her feelings.
"Yes?" Jordan warned.
"No. I'm not angry anymore." Wendy replied sourly.
"Will you go back home?"
"Fine." She had no choice but to go home.
"Yes?" Wendy was still reluctant.
"Yes.", she answered in a low voice. Being already so exhausted from all that happened within the day,
Wendy gave a simple answer.
She had to call Lola back tomorrow and tell her everything.
In the manor in C Country.
It was almost nine o'clock in the evening when Nicole fell asleep.
Fortunately, Harry had not returned yet. Lola thought she would return to the hotel first.
She kissed Nicole on the forehead and left.
Mrs. Du was still busy. Lola greeted her and walked to the gates of the manor.
At the entrance, she saw from the corner of her eyes the figures of two people. Harry was holding the
hand of Lillian who just got off from the rear seat. He took her into his arms and walked beside her.
The three met and faced each other. Harry asked first, "Miss Li, did you ask me for my permission to
come here? What are you doing here?" What a cold and emotionless voice.
Sweetly looking at Harry, Lillian said, "My dear, don't be angry. She is Nicole's mother, anyway. Let's go
home."
Go home? How cruel this lady was.
Were they really in a relationship?
"Okay. Let's continue what we didn't finish last night. You know what I mean." Harry's evil smile was
irritating.
Lola was not a fool. She surely knew what it meant.
She was so embarrassed as she stood there, motionless. It was as if she had interrupted them.
"Be gentle to me this time, please?" Lillian seductively leaned against Harry's chest and patted his
chest.
They passed by the astonished Lola and walked towards the mansion.
Lillian screamed and giggled in ecstasy. Lola looked back and saw that Harry picked her up by her
waist and went to the second floor.
Her laughter hurt Lola.
Harry could sleep with any woman except her.
Lola didn't know how she went back to the hotel. She was really lost on her thoughts as she was going
back. After closing the door, she threw herself on the bed and cried bitterly.
She was haunted by the scene where Harry picked Lillian up by her waist.
Her tears were uncontrollably flowing to her cheeks.
Lola wiped away her tears, went to take a bath, and laid in bed.
She was still awake after staring at the ceiling for two hours. She kept on tossing and turning. What
were Harry and Lillian doing now? Were they making love at this very moment?
Lola took out her phone and clicked on the Moments on WeChat.
She refreshed it and read what others had posted, and suddenly had an urge to post something.
"Good night, the world."
Then she got up from the bed and took a picture of the bright night view of C Country through the
window.
After that, she turned off her phone and went to sleep.
In the mansion
Clad in Western dress and leather shoes, Harry was sitting in front of the computer in the study. He
swiped the phone screen and looked blankly at what Lola posted some time ago.
At the thought of her pale face just now, he felt really guilty.
However, recalling what she did, he closed the phone and drew a box of cigarettes from the drawer.
He hadn't smoked for a long time now. Lola said she didn't want him to smoke.
Without lighting up the cigarette, he took it from his mouth and just played it in his hand.
He repeated the name of Lola silently in his heart. His heart will forever be occupied by Lola Li.
The phone rang. It was from Joey.
"Boss, I have sent Lillian back. Francis told me that he hopes that you can get married as soon as
possible."
Harry smirked. "Give him what he wants, and tell him that it's for the sake of Lillian."
"Okay, boss. Will do."
Hanging up the phone, Harry recalled what Lillian had just said. "Boss Si, it's not what love is about.
You have to stick to the bark, or you will regret it." He sat there, looking blankly at the wall.
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