Boss's Sweet Secretary novel Chapter 37

He felt a burning pain on his face.

He raised his hand and wiped away a trace of bright red blood on his lips with the back of his hand.

She bit him and slapped him. This was the first time she put up such fierce resistance. She panicked looking at her hand that slapped him and staggered backwards.

However, there was nowhere to go, a large desk blocked her way.

Hans was enraged by her resistance. He smiled coldly with blood on his lips, it was chilling.

Jennifer screamed as he dragged her over and pushed her onto the desk. After a loud bang, everything on the table, including the laptop fell to the floor.

"Don't touch me, you are dirty..." She struggled and screamed, unwilling to be touched by Hans.

Upon hearing this, Hans remembered how she had not come home all night and how Jackson had suddenly cleared things up today. Thinking that she might have already met up with her old lover in private last night, his eyes suddenly became bloodshot without any sympathy.

"Dirty? Let me see how clean you are."

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! He didn't stop.

Her sobs became weaker and weaker...

Her back rubbed against the desk. At first, it was still painful, but after a while, the sweats made it sticky. It was as if her skin and flesh were no longer hers. The feeling of numbness gradually spread throughout her body, including the look she gave Hans.

Afterwards, Hans sat on the sofa to clean up. Without support, Jennifer slipped from the desk and slumped on the ground with limp legs. Her hair was disheveled and her clothes were messy, as if she just escaped from a disaster.

"Go take a shower. I'll find someone to bring some clothes in for you."

There were only such conversations left between them.

She sat there for a long time until Hans urged her impatiently. "Why are you still sitting here? Waiting for someone to see you like this so you can leverage your way into becoming my wife?"

She bit her lip and held onto the corner of the table, gathering her strength little by little. She did not dare to speak, fearing that she would cry as soon as she opened her mouth. She staggered into the bathroom, closed the door, soaked herself in the bathtub, and finally burst into tears.

Hearing the faint cry from the bathroom, there was a trace of guilt in Hans's eyes. He stared at the bathroom door for a moment, then got up and picked up the car key and her pink blazer on the floor.

As he picked up the car key, he saw the laptop at the side.

When he saw Jackson's gentle and handsome face, he felt a chill run down his spine.

He dialled the internal line with a sullen face. "Go to the mall to buy a women suit and send it here."

Rose looked confused on the other end of the line. "Now?"