Chapter 862
Anne was no opponent to Anthony, and she finally gave
That night, her world was turned upside down.
She lost her soul and endured Anthony’s blizzard-like
attack.
When she woke up, the sun was already out, and it was so bright that it hurt her eyes. Beads of tears rolled down her
cheeks.
She got out of bed and went to the bathroom.
When she was washing herself up, she knocked on the glass next to her.
The glass fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
Anne squatted down, and picked up the pieces, then
looked at them blankly.
The bathroom door opened, and Anthony came in.
He saw Anne, who was holding the shattered pieces and looking blankly into them. He strode over, took the
shards away from her hand, and tossed them to the floor.
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“The servants will clean this up. You are hungry, aren’t you? The breakfast is ready.”
Anne was brought downstairs by Anthony.
The breakfast was untouched, as though he had been waiting for her.
However, it was already past eleven in the morning.
Anthony was having breakfast with her, which meant he did not have breakfast earlier.
The two were eating as though nothing had happened the night before.
Anthony poured her milk and placed it next to her. His glance swept past Anne’s indifferent expression. His dark eyes were so deep that the bottom could never be seen.
“I am taking a day off today,” he said in a deep voice.
“I am going to the office,” Anne said.
“Can your body take it?” He referred to what happened last night.
Anne did not say anything. She looked down, her long lashes concealing her feelings.
Anthony could obviously sense Anne’s giving up. His face
was a little tense.
If it were not because of her resisting it in the first place, he would not have forced her either.
“I am full now.” Anne placed her cutlery down, stood up, and left the dining room.
Soon, the sound of a vehicle leaving the premises could
be heard.
The air pressure around Anthony dropped, he tried hard to suppress it, but it still filled the whole kitchen. The servant that was about to clean the dining table was also terrified by it and did not dare to make a move.
Anne sat in the back and stared blankly out of the
window. Not a single area on her body felt alright.
Should she throw a tantrum? There would be no use to it.
Anthony would never let her get her way, even if she
threw a tantrum. This man was not a human.
She would never forgive him.
Never!
The car did not go to the office but went straight to
Dorothy’s.
Anne got out of the car, and she saw Bianca’s car parked at the door.
This was what she wanted.
Dorothy and Bianca were having breakfast, and they were laughing and grinning.
“What a shame for Cindy. Now there’s one more person’s blood on Anne’s hand.”
“I said it before, she is a person that brings misfortune. We never know who else is going to die next!”
“The triplets, maybe? Once they all die, I will see what else she can use to seduce Anthony. No matter what I do, Anthony will never blame me… Ah, ah!” Bianca was not finished.
Then, another hand reached out from the side, picked up the porridge before her, and poured it right over her head.
Bianca jumped. “Ahh! Help! It burns!”
“Oh my God!” Dorothy quickly wiped away the hot
porridge on Bianca’s head. “Are you alright? Are you hurt?
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Book 2 please.i like the story..thanks writer...