Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 144 I Look Down on You
Ellen’s pale face was full of tears. She knelt weakly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and the transparent
glass became her support.
Jamie’s apartment was on the eighth floor. It was not high, and there were even patrolling security guards.
occasionally.
As long as one downstairs raised his head slightly, he could see the mad scene in front of the clean glass.
Ellen thought that it was over, but Jamie took out a goblet, shook the remaining champagne, slowly poured
the champagne out, and put the goblet in front of Ellen’s mouth.
“Don’t waste it.” Jamie looked at her with a sneer.
Ellen endured the burning sensation, looked at Jamie, and cursed, “Jamie, you are a fucking madman!”
As soon as Ellen finished speaking, Jamie pinched her mouth and poured the champagne in his hand into
her mouth.
“Kaff…”
Ellen kept coughing. There was no time to swallow the champagne. The light golden liquid flowed down the
corner of her mouth.
Ellen’s body was filled with the smell of alcohol and sex.
Jamie threw out the empty wine glass and smashed it onto the French window. The fragments that fell off
cut Ellen’s arm.
Jamie bent his knees and turned over Ellen’s face. “I’m a madman.”
Ellen choked and gasped for breath after coughing, unable to answer him.
Jamie reached out and patted Ellen’s mouth. “What about you?”
Jamie’s words sounded so humiliating.
Ellen’s eyes were painful. She was terribly tortured by the spicy feeling and humiliated by Jamie. Ellen
couldn’t stand it anymore.
She scolded Jamie.
“You know that you are a beast!”
In an instant, Jamie was enraged. He bent his fingers and pinched Ellen’s thin chin. “Say it again.”
“Jamie, you just know how to bully women. I look down on you.” Ellen stared at Jamie coldly.
Jamie’s black eyes became sharp for a second. He reached out to grab Ellen’s neck and slammed her against
the glass.
“It seems that the lesson is not enough.”
After a long time….
Jamie got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
After coming out, Jamie leaned lazily against the back of the headboard and reached for the cigarette box on the bedside table. He lit a cigarette and took a few deep breaths.
Jamie’s eyes were hidden in the white smoke. He looked at Ellen, who was motionless on the ground, and said in a low voice, “Ms. Robbins, your endurance is so bad.”
Ellen was lying on the ground. Her shoulders trembled, and her exposed skin was covered with bruises.
She knew that she had no way out.
Not to mention three years, she would probably be killed by this madman in three months.
Now that Jamie knew that Ellen was contacting her former partners, things would be more difficult.
If Ellen wanted to get rid of obstacles, the first thing she had to do was to make Jamie relax his vigilance.
However, what should Ellen do? Jamie neither listened to reason nor bowed to force.
What if a carrot-and-stick approach?
When Ellen was thinking about what to do, her face was pinched up. Her eyes, which had just turned red
because of the champagne, were once again filled with tears.
Ellen was no longer tough, and the marks all over her body gave her a bit of fragile beauty.
Jamie stared at Ellen. The fierceness in his eyes weakened a bit, and he sounded indifferent. “Do you feel.
wronged?”
Ellen knew the change in Jamie’s emotions, forced out some more tears, and said angrily, “Jamie, what’s the use of letting a woman suffer? Only letting a woman feel comfortable is called ability.”
“Let you feel comfortable? Are you worthy?” Jamie sneered.
What Jamie said was so hurting.
“Release me. I will let you know whether I’m worthy or not.” Ellen was not in a good mood.
“Look at you. Do you want more?” Jamie raised his brows and asked curiously.
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