Pay For Lovely Me novel Chapter 25

He narrowed his eyes slightly, dropped the medicine into the ground, grabbed Celia's hand and said sarcastically, "it's not a good thing that a woman is too smart."

Celia was so painful that she felt dizzy and had no strength to struggle. The pain in her hand was constantly transmitted to her limbs and bones, stimulating her nerves.

"Where are you taking me?"

"Go to the kitchen and cook for me."

The cold and sarcastic voice came out from the thin lips of Hans. Hearing this, Celia was shocked. When she was about to refuse, she suddenly felt dizzy. Darkness came over her eyes, and she was about to fell down.

Feeling that there was something wrong with the person behind him, Hans frowned. He turned around and instinctively held her falling body with his hand. He said coldly, "Celia, don't think that I will let you go if you pretend to faint."

Although his words were full of disgust, after patting her cheek two times to make sure that she had fainted, he snorted coldly but picked her up. He muttered angrily, "Damn woman, even if you fainted, I still can torture you in another way."

Jim was not in the villa. He drove here by himself. He took Celia into the garage, opened the door and threw her on the back seat. Then he opened the door and sat in the driver's seat. His eyes flashed fierce. He started the car and drove out of the villa.

On the way, Celia awaked with a severe headache. She slowly opened her eyes and found herself in the car. She looked up and saw that Hans was focusing on driving. She was confused and was about to say something, but she heard his voice with a trace of coldness and cruelty:

"Jim, inform Joe to go to the hospital and tell him that Celia was scalded."

Hearing this, Celia was shocked. She asked subconsciously, "Hans, what the hell do you want to do?"

She didn't think this hateful man informed Joe kindly. Judging from the hostility in his tone, it was obvious that he wanted to see a joke. She could bear whatever he did to her, but why did he torture her family.

He was a little surprised to see her wake up. He put down the switch of his ear, turned his head and glanced at her. He smiled evilly, but his eyes were cold. He said in a familiar sneer tone, "You are awake. I thought you were dead."

Celia struggled to sit up and looked at the back of Hans in the dim light. The pain in her hands and feet made her feel extremely bad, as if she was roasted on a fire.

"Why did you tell my brother?"

Her voice was weak with a faint sense of annoyance, but it was not strong enough. It sounded soft and helpless. But he was looking ahead attentively, and ignored her question on purpose.

Accidentally, she touched her hand again, which made her frowned, and she clenched her teeth to prevent herself from crying out. She stared at the back of Hans' head and called him again stubbornly, "Hans!"

"You fainted just now. I don't know if you will die or not. It's normal for me to inform your family. Why are you so mad? If you don't want your hands to be disabled, just shut up! Don't affect my driving, or I'll turn around and go back."

Finally, his cold voice with a strong warning sounded in the car.