The night was eerily quiet. Occasionally cicadas were awakened, and meteors flew across the sky, vanishing in the blink of an eye.
The man stood in front of the window and looked at the neon lights of the large city. The night of the big city was very bright and dim, and a gust of cold wind blew in from the open glass window.
As the drug still takes effect, Yolande lay on the bed, with beads of sweat on her forehead. She closed her eyes and didn't let herself look at the man standing on the ground. She was afraid that she couldn't control herself.
"Are you feeling better?"
The man's voice was low and gentle, and he whispered in Yolande's ear. She didn't know how to answer, because at this moment, her body was very hot, and the lust in her body was running around. To make Austin feel at ease, she had no choice but to nod.
Yolande was not properly dressed and some parts of her skirt were torn. Her eyes were blurred and her body temperature was a little lower than before, but it was still unbearable.
"You were set up by Sunny again. I was worried that you would attend the ball alone but couldn't go with you when there was a meeting. I blamed myself." The man blamed himself in a quiet space.
Yolande's heart ached. She knew clearly what he had done and wanted to protect her well, but she didn't know that Fiona's mean were far beyond their imagination.
Austin let out a sigh and walked to her. She was so careful that her dress was almost torn apart, which made his heart ache. He pulled the blanket over her and covered her with it.
She was wrapped in the blanket, her face flushed, but her eyes flashed with hatred. She clenched her fingers and bit her lips. There were tears in her eyes. She endured the tears and tried not to let them leave. Looking at Yolande's painful expression, he didn't feel good.
He was slightly at a loss. Looking at the woman who had been tortured for many years, he wanted to say some comforting words. His words were so clumsy that he didn't know what to say.
Seeing Yolande with mess dress, in fact, as a normal man, how could he not be tempted? Suppressing the man's desire, he turned around and walked out of Yolande's room.
"Young master, would you like to have some red dates soup?"
Noticing that he looked tired, Mona was worried about his health.
"No, thanks, Mona. I'm going to sleep now." He said, waving his hand He said.
He didn't take off his clothes. Tired, he lied down on the bed. His mind was full of the woman's pained face. He felt a pang in his chest. He blamed himself for failing to protect her. He felt so guilty that she got hurt again and again because of him.
Austin closed his eyes and the night was quiet. To his surprise, he couldn't fall asleep. His mind flashed back to the time when he was at college. When he was at University, he had never been friendly to anyone and kept a low profile. She was sitting right behind him, and Austin often looked back at her in silence.
But he was too introverted. During the past four years in college, she had never noticed him. She was the most important woman for him.
Austin stood up, took off his suit and lied down on the bed again. He wanted to go to her room to see her, but he was afraid that he couldn't control himself and might do something that he shouldn't do. So he had to bear not to see her.
A woman in professional attire held up and took Yolande away. The hotel was empty. After his efforts to break the bed sheet into pieces, the middle-aged man went berserk with rage. The woman he was going to take away now was even called the police, so he was so furious that he even broke a glass of glass. Before the police arrived at the hotel, he called Sunny.
"That woman has been taken away. Someone called the police and the police will arrive soon. If you don't give me a satisfactory explanation for this matter, I won't be done with you. What's more, you should dismiss the police. If I am caught by the police, your husband, Aron, will know what you have done. You are responsible for it." The middle-aged man threatened Sunny on the phone.
The plan could have been perfect, but Yolande had run away. Sunny quivered with rage, and it would have been worse if the police had arrived. After all, she was in the ball. The sudden appearance of the police must have been difficult to explain.
What made Sunny even more angry was that the middle-aged man even threatened her with Aron. Sunny felt scared. After all, he didn't know what she was planning. If he knew that he drugged Yolande and sent her to the bed of the middle-aged man, he would definitely be mad at her.
"Well, I see. The police won't arrest you. I'll take care of it here." Sunny hung up the phone. She called someone to stop the police and gave him a large sum of money. Then the police was sent back. Sunny was relieved.
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