Chapter 142 Trapped Inside
Elianna almost gasped for air but couldn't speak loudly; it would be disastrous.
How could she forget how vengeful this man was?
Every time she provoked him, he would strip her bare.
So she apologized in a low and submissive voice, "I was wrong yesterday. I'm sorry, I won't dare to do it again."
"A proper apology should look more like an apology."
"What does that mean?"
Jefferson glanced at her hand covering her chest and pursed his lips, the meaning clear without words.
Elianna refused to comply, intending to drag the conversation out, but Jefferson suddenly knocked twice on the wall connecting to the next room.
"Thud, thud-"
Elianna's pupils dilated, nearly bursting into a furious outburst.
"What's wrong?"
Sophia's voice followed, "Are you done trying on clothes?"
"Uh, no, I accidentally bumped into something."
"You didn't hurt yourself, did you?"
"No, I..."
Before she could finish her sentence, she saw Jefferson preparing to knock again and quickly grabbed his hand.
In the mirror, Jefferson smiled at her, full of malice.
Helplessly, she had to let go of her hand.
The fitting room was brightly lit to let customers see the clothing details.
So Elianna could clearly see how the dress slipped down her waist and Jefferson's hand reached up.
The scene was too humiliating, and Elianna closed her eyes like an ostrich, hoping to escape from it.
Unfortunately, Sophia, who was unaware of the situation next door, was still chatting with her. "If you like it, just buy it. No need to be polite to Jeff."
"Okay."
Elianna only made a nasal sound and dared not speak.
"Although Jeff can be a bit fierce, he's not as terrible as the rumors say. You'll see over time."
Elianna didn't respond; she bit her finger, her whole body turning red.
The man pressed against her chuckled softly. "Why aren't you saying anything?"
Elianna glared at him fiercely and struggled to speak. "What should I say? That you're even worse than the rumors say... Ah, don't..."
Her voice changed tone halfway through, and tears started to flow.
"I'm asking you a question! Have you suddenly lost the ability to speak?"
"Um, that gentleman, he's..."
"Alicia, you're here."
Right then, Sophia emerged, holding a few clothes and handing them to the shop assistant. "Could you please wrap these up for me?"
The shop assistant took them and hurriedly left.
Alicia's attitude softened a bit when she saw Sophia. "You said Jeff was here. Where is he?"
Sophia looked around and realized Jefferson was no longer there, feeling puzzled. "Well, he was just here."
Alicia became anxious. "He didn't leave, did he?"
She complained, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Sophia smiled and pulled her to sit down. "Oh, my little darling, I told you as soon as I could."
She reassured her, "Don't worry. If Jeff had left, he would have told me. Most likely, he got impatient waiting and went out for a bit. We'll wait here for a while."
"Okay."
Inside the fitting room, hearing the commotion outside, Elianna's face turned pale with fear.
In a hushed voice, she asked, "What should we do now?"
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