Nothing Matters, except YOU & Me novel Chapter 393

“How would that person know you’re in this room at this hotel if you didn’t tell him so?” Hayden’s face was somewhat distorted. “Do you know what I did in the lobby just now before coming up?”

“What did you do?” Kris asked subconsciously.

Hayden smiled with a trace of cruelty and concealed agony. “I spoke to the hotel attendant and asked when this room was booked; I also asked if it had been reserved beforehand. Guess what the attendant said to me?”

A sense of dread rose in Kris’s heart. She asked in a quavering voice, “What did they say?”

“According to them, the guest did not reserve the room beforehand—in fact, this room was booked half an hour ago.” Hayden suddenly stretched out his hand and lifted Kris’s chin. He stared straight into her eyes, tightened his grip on her chin, and suddenly shook her off. “How could you be so cheap, Kris?!”

Since she was unprepared this time, Kris fell heavily to the ground. She only felt a pain in her belly, but what frightened her even more was that the bath towel on her spread wide open as she fell just now, revealing the skimpy nightgown underneath completely.

Hayden’s eyes widened in disbelief before they were ablaze with rage. Suddenly, he walked up to Kris—who had fallen to the ground—and picked her up. Then, he roughly tossed her onto the king-sized bed behind her. “Don’t you want Director Hart to sleep with you? Can’t you live without men? Do you want money or power? I’ll f*cking give you everything you want!” After throwing her onto the bed, Hayden took a dozen of one-hundred-dollar notes out of his pocket and hurled them at her. “Do you think I have no idea that you’ve always been jealous of your sister’s relationship with Director Hart?! You have seduced him more than once, haven’t you?! What am I to you, Kris? How many chances have I given you?! I thought you would repent and mend your ways this time, but everything is just f*cking bullsh*t!” He suddenly pounced on her and tore at her nightgown with all his might.

When she realized that Hayden seemed like a different person again at this moment, Kris was utterly terrified. She began to struggle desperately, but the pain in her belly made her unable to summon the strength to push the man on top of her away. “Let go of me, Hayden! Don’t touch me! Aaah—don’t touch me!” She was in excruciating pain; to make matters worse, she felt that something was flowing out of her body…

After what seemed like an eternity, Kris almost passed out from the pain. The bed was already stained red with blood when Hayden pulled out, but he acted as though he didn’t see it at all. He took her clothes, wiped his body, and got out of bed with a frosty look on his face.

Instead of leaving the room, he picked up his cell phone and dialed a number. “Joel, find me a gynecologist and take them to my apartment with some medicine and tools. I’ll send a miscarrying woman there right away.” Then, he rolled Kris up in the quilt and carried her directly to the parking lot. When he closed the car door, he looked at the woman behind him—whose expression glazed over—and let out a sneer. “You’ll never step out of my apartment again from now on! I have given you the chance, Kris; you abandoned it yourself,” he said. Then, he turned that extremely glum face of his around, started the engine of his car, and drove out of there right away.

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