My father sold me to the Mafia King novel Chapter 327

Chapter 327: 327/Tow Enemy

Chapter 327

Julie POV

My chest constricted with a fatal, bitter, and deep disappointment that bloodied my soul. So Robert was not with me, nor was my beloved son Ethan... I was only dreaming a rosy dream in a black reality! My lips moved with extreme difficulty and a weak, exhausted panting, and I said in a faint voice: "What... what happened?"

Jake exhaled a burning, angry breath full of relief mixed with tension, and distanced his broad torso backward, saying with a spasm and nervousness: "You fainted in the bathroom, you annoying fool! You almost died there because of your stupidity!"

I knitted my eyebrows with weakness and extreme malaise, grinding my teeth in an exhausted and resentful tone: "You... you are the only fool here."

I tried with a sudden momentum to shake the cover off me and rise from my place over the mattress, for I did not remember anything at all of how I fainted in the bathroom. Then I noticed with a sudden, terrifying, and shocking panic that I was entirely naked beneath the cover.

My limbs froze like ice, and I held onto the edges of the thick cotton cover with heavily trembling fingers, clutching it to my chest with a iron, desperate strength to cover myself. I looked at him with eyes burning with anger, and said with a sharp, fierce scream that shook the room: "Did... did you enter the bathroom upon me while I was naked in this manner, you base, depraved scoundrel?!"

Jake retreated a wide step backward with a hardened face and eyes widened with fury. He waved his hand in disapproval and disgust, saying sharply and in a loud voice: "I just saved your life, you ungrateful woman! You were completely unconscious like a corpse on the cold bathroom floor, and I had no other choice!"

My cheeks flushed with a suffocating, burning mixture of extreme embarrassment, humiliation, and blind anger, and I shouted at him: "You are just a despicable, insolent molester!"

Jake ground his teeth with suppressed vexation and malice, the lines of his harsh face tightening with disgust and disdain as he said in a sharp hiss: "You sick, crazy woman! I didn’t even look at your cursed body... there is nothing in you worth a man looking at basically!"

I pointed with my free, trembling hand toward the room door with an agitation that took me out of my composure, and ground my teeth: "Get out of here right now... come on, get out now!"

Jake moved with roaring, heavy steps toward the exit, his eyes launching sparks, and he shook his head with regret while shouting at the top of his voice: "The mistake is my mistake from the beginning because I thought of saving you! If I had left you rotting on the bathroom floor, it would have been much better for my peace!"

He surged toward the door like a hurricane and exited, then slammed it behind him with extreme violence and harshness, to the extent that the wood frame shook forcefully and the entire door was almost dislodged from its place and split.

I rose from the bed very slowly, pain gnawing my chest, and propped my exhausted head with my palm; my mind was still unstable, and the cursed dizziness was spinning with me and making the vision rock.

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