Sandra was tense and angry, while Allen also started giving his daughter exhortation to get an abortion, making her feel even more annoyed.
Harriet felt a pain in her wrist as being held hand in hand by Wesley all the way back to the ward; however, she didn't say any word.
Throwing the woman onto the bed rudely, the rage in Wesley's eyes was obvious.
Molly, who followed behind them in fear and trembling, stood at the door and persuaded infirmly, "Mr. Smith, please cool down. No matter how Harriet has pissed you off, she…she must be unintentional."
But Wesley gave her a frosty look, Molly kept silent immediately, and subsequently the door was closed with a bang in front of her.
"Harriet, do you still remember how many years you've signed in the contract?"
Facing the man's eyes as frozen as ice, Harriet was not frightened at all, "Can't I just change my mind? Besides, the media has exposed that Louisa is pregnant with your child. If you don't want to be satirized for being cuckolded after the truth is revealed, then you should marry Louisa…"
Before she concluded her words, the man's big palm suddenly squeezed her slender neck. In an instant, the feeling of suffocation to the point of death struck her again, making her can't help to flinch back in fear.
But Wesley just stroked her neck gently, leaning over, he said slowly in her ears, "Are you afraid?"
Harriet gritted her teeth, not a word passed her lips.
While Wesley gave a chuckle, his voice was breathtakingly deep and made her afraid.
"It's fine if you're scared."
He finally released his grasp of her neck, standing upright and looking down at her.
"You've to bear in mind that your right to use is in my hand, and you're not qualified to leave until the day when I get bored with you."
Harriet was convulsed with rage, and her heart also twitched with pain.
He must be a devil, how could he say this? What did he mean by "right to use"? Was she just a tool that helped him sate his lust?
"What do you take me for? What the hell am I to you?!" Harriet roared heartbrokenly.
There was no warmth in Wesley's eyes, "It seems that you're so sick and don't know anything about yourself."
Harriet clutched the sheet, and even felt hard to breathe. She had never felt so much pain like this before, even in the days after miscarriage and kidney transplantation, she didn't feel down in the dumps and wanted to cry like right now.
"Wesley Smith, I hate you!" She gnashed her teeth and said.
But the man just adjusted his suit carelessly and looked indifferent, "If you want to save Louisa's child, then you must behave obediently."
Harriet stared at him bitterly. Until Wesley walked out of the ward, she only collapsed on the bed like a leaking vent.
"Harriet, are you okay?" As soon as Molly saw the man leave the ward, she immediately rushed in to check the situation, "Mr. Smith he…"
"He's just a bastard!" Harriet said angrily.
Molly placed a finger before pursed lips to hush Harriet. Closing the door, she said nervously, "Mr. Smith hasn't gone far yet!"
Having spoken these words she checked Harriet's situation, after making sure Harriet was not hurt, she breathed a sigh of relief, "Alas, you've been together with Mr. Smith for so long, don't you know what his personality is? So you better don't make him angry."
Harriet sneered, "I've been too obedient, so I live without the slightest dignity in front of him."
"Harriet, don't say so, actually I think Mr. Smith loves you very much."
As soon as Harriet heard Molly's remark, she looked toward Molly as if she was looking at a retard, "Love me? Haha, he only makes me feel painful."
"If he doesn't care about you, he won't take you out from Louisa's ward just now."
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