Chapter 186 How Do You Like to Be Punished?
Viola didn’t waste words with Orlando and tied his hands with a belt.
Orlando subconsciously wanted to break free, but he was weakened by the pain when they applied
medicine to his back.
In the end, Orlando could only give up.
Viola quickly pushed Orlando onto the bed and put his hands above his head. Then Viola pressed his hands on the bed with one hand and ripped open Orlando’s silk shirt with the other.
Viola stood by the bed and pressed her right knee against Orlando’s lower back to keep him still.
Orlando’s ears turned red as he asked in a hoarse voice, “Viola… You, what are you doing?”
This posture was strange…
.
Moreover, those two bastards were probably still hanging there outside the window.
His prestige!
Indeed, Todd and Taven were still hanging there outside the window. They heard the noise in the
room and sneaked a peek inside.
Gee!
They didn’t expect that there would be a day when their boss would be held down on the bed and couldn’t break free at all.
And Orlando was even a bottom.
This trip was really worth it!
As the two were enjoying the show, Orlando narrowed his eyes and shot a fierce glance at the window.
Todd and Taven were instantly scared. They had no choice but to obey orders and move to the pipe next to the window. Then, they climbed over the back door and left.
Inside the room, Viola was carefully examining Orlando’s back injury.
The bandage was indeed new, and there was a faint trace of blood.
However, Viola did not intend to let him off so easily. She gently lifted a corner of the bandage, intending to see the wound.
Orlando deliberately hissed and grimaced. “Viola, it hurts…”
Viola paused for a moment.
After hesitating for a few seconds. Viola withdrew her hand. “Who helped you bind up? When I came
in, I saw that Jimmy and the others were all lying there unconscious in the garden. What
happened?”
“I did it myself.”
Orlando’s expression did not change. He was held down on the bed and could only answer her
question with one side of his face on the bed. “Jimmy and the others were unconscious? I was here
the entire time and did not know about it.”
“Is that so?” Viola looked at him coldly and raised her eyebrows, smiling.
“Yes.”
Liar.
He was full of lies. She could never hear a word of truth from him.
Viola pressed her knee harder against his waist and exposed his lie.
“Orlando, before I left, you were so sick that even your fingers were shaking when you raised your hand. I’ve only been out for about ten minutes, then you were vigorous and could even change the dressing and bandages by yourself. Don’t tell me it’s terminal lucidity?”
Orlando pursed his lips and did not speak or move.
Viola continued, “My bodyguards were knocked out in the yard, but you were alright and even got better. They were your men, right? Do you think I would believe you are innocent? Or you were feigning illness from the very beginning?”
Viola paused, her eyes cold. “You want to lie to me or hide things from me? Think about it carefully before you choose!”
Orlando swallowed nervously and fell silent.
If he told Viola he was hiding things from her and then told her the truth, Viola would feel guilty and stop picking on him. But he knew Viola. Viola would definitely help him find the cure for the virus and terminate the employment contract out of guilt.
But if he told Viola he was lying to her… Viola had said that she hated lies. Viola would be angry, and he would only be pushing Viola further away from him.
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