Johanna pushed the man away.
As she suppressed the rising discomfort in her, she said, “It seems like you're rich and have a high
standing in society. Won't it be easy for you to have any women you want? I have a husband and a
child, and I'm not even half as pretty as celebrities. I'm not worthy for you to be interested in me.”
“But I like women like you.” Zephyr brushed his thumb across her lips before smiling. “How thrilling is it
to steal another man's woman?”
Annoyed, Johanna slapped his hand away.
However, Zephyr grabbed her hand and pinned them behind her. He then grabbed her chin with his
other hand and kissed her again.
The car, which was heading up the mountain, slowed down.
During that few hours in the car, the man nearly broke Johanna's wrist.
Johanna was in a daze. She did not know how she had gotten out of the car, but by the time she
regained consciousness, she was already on the bed.
Only the wall lights were switched on in the bedroom, and the whole place was quiet.
When Johanna turned to the side, she saw Zephyr beside her, seemingly asleep. The very sight of his
face disgusted Johanna, and she wished she could crush his face along with his body.
A beat later, Johanna sat up and climbed to the side of the bed before fishing out a letter opener.
It was only the size of her palm, and it was a sharp, silver letter opener.
Johanna held her breath and inched toward the man with the letter opener in her hand. Then, as she
stared at the man's exposed neck, she slowly moved the letter opener downward.
As long as I stab this into his neck, he's screwed.
Just as Johanna was about to thrust the letter opener into the man's neck and end things once and for
all, she abruptly thought about her daughter and Timothy. Her hand froze midair.
If Zephyr dies, I won't be able to escape this castle, and I'll die as well. But I want to stay alive. I want to
go home...
The resentment and insanity dissipated from Johanna's eyes. While she coldly stared at the man below
her, a plan for revenge began to form in her mind.
She was going to ruin everything the man ever owned and crush him into pieces.
However, Zephyr had already woken up the moment Johanna sat up. He had only remained motionless
to find out what the woman was going to do.
When Johanna brought the letter opener down, Zephyr felt that it was a pity.
The woman that he had taken much effort to bring back had a high fever, tried to flee, and now, she
was even trying to kill him. He felt a hint of pity at the thought of having to send the woman away when
he had only gotten to toy with her for a few days.
Just as he was about to raise his hand, Johanna halted in her tracks.
Zephyr then pretended to slowly wake up. It was then he saw Johanna swiftly throwing the letter
opener in her hand onto the bed, but he pretended to not notice it. Instead, he raised his hand to play
with a strand of her hair.
“You can't sleep, Kitty?”
Johanna pushed his hand away and moved to lie back down.
Yet, when Zephyr laid eyes on her porcelain skin, he suddenly found his throat dry. In the next second,
he rolled over to pin her on the bed.
Johanna swallowed the bitterness in her throat and ceased the pointless struggles.
Every time she resisted the man, she would suffer the consequences of it—she would run a high fever
and suffer from body aches. In fact, if it were any more severe, she might even die.
Johanna did not want to die; she was going to make the man's life a living hell instead.
The woman's meekness made Zephyr arch a brow, but he was satisfied with it. This time, he did not
touch the glass of red wine on the bedside table.
When Johanna woke up the next day, it was already after two in the afternoon.
A housekeeper was stationed in the bedroom. When she saw that Johanna had woken up, she helped
her shower and change before asking her in Ustranasion what she wanted to eat.
The discomfort caused Johanna to feel horrible, and at the same time, it reminded her of something.
At that, the feelings of revolt crashed against her like tidal waves, but she showed none of the disgust
on her face.
After stepping out of the walk-in closet, Johanna pulled open the bedside drawer and looked inside.
However, she saw no pills, and the housekeeper did not request her to take any pills either.
Johanna could only pray that the man was sterile.
However, she did not dismiss the possibility that the man may have deliberately avoided wearing
condoms because he had other nefarious plans.
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