Jay pinned Doris with her face pressed on the sofa's armrest. Her voice trembled with anger. 'Tm pregnant, Jay! If you let me go, I'll do whatever you say. I'm begging you!"
She was begging him? Was she doing this for Felix again?
Jay thought, 'Doris, I didn't think you would go this low for your so-called love.'
"Why do you want me to hate you, Jay?" Doris was so exhausted she could collapse.
"Because hatred is more unforgettable!" answered Jay.
Doris turned her face away and refused to look at him. How did they end up having such a shameful relationship?
It was dark, and Jay held her tightly like he feared that she would escape.
There was a faint smell of alcohol in his breath. He would occasionally sigh. Perhaps the wound on his hand was throbbing with pain.
Jay was a man standing at the top of the food chain, and there was no shortage of women who would be willing to be at his beck and call. But why wouldn't he just let her go?
Looking at his handsome yet cold face under the moonlight, Doris felt as if her life was going to fall apart.
The following morning, Doris got up early and found that the place was a mess.
She cleaned up the broken things one by one. The place looked terrible. Jay must have gone crazy!
She stared at the ruined antiques. Although she didn't know exactly how much each cost, she guessed that those were all authentic.
As Doris cleaned the room, she felt bad about all the damage from the previous night.
She didn't notice that Jay was standing at the end of the stairs, watching her, holding his injured hand.
The cruelty on his handsome face had vanished. The morning light fell on him, making his features appear pleasant and tender. One wouldn't even suspect that last night's mayhem was his doing.
Doris kept herself busy. Her nose was damp with sweat and her hair hung casually on both sides of her face. She bent down and concentrated on cleaning.
Every now and then she would raise her hand to wipe the tip of her nose. Her little face was slightly flushed, perhaps due to the exertion.
The sun shone on her face, and her fair and soft skin was clear and almost transparent.
Without realizing it, Jay got lost in thought. Doris' presence made their home livelier and warm. His heart was filled with affection toward her.
His Adam's apple throbbed in his throat. He smiled to hide the excitement in his eyes and returned to a calm expression. He walked over slowly and said, "Oh, Doris, you are so hardworking! But I won't pay a penny for the cleaning costs, okay?"
Doris gave him a fierce glare and snorted, "What about your woman in cheongsam?"
A hint of slyness flashed through his eyes. "What's wrong? Are you jealous?"
"Well, why would I be jealous? I couldn't care less if there's another woman... I'm just curious. What are you waiting for? If you like that woman in cheongsam, you can take her home. I won't even object!"
"You're right, I really should take her home. Come to think of it, it will be more fun to let you watch while I flirt with her." Jay looked at Doris with sparkling eyes, amused and giddy.
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