“Yes, I am sure that your baby and you will be totally safe as long as you agree with us.”
I frowned, “Why should I trust you?”
“Miss Sandra, you have to trust me now!” It made me particularly unpleasant.
But it is the only thing I can do at this moment, so I nodded, “OK!”
He smiled, “It’s a deal!”
Then he asked the thin man to cover my eyes again.
“Is it necessary?” I asked.
He laughed, “Miss Sandra, don’t worry. We will send you back in the way how you came!”
Then I was taken into a car and I fell asleep later.
I woke up and found I was still in my car in the basement, as if I just had a dream.
It was already twelve o’clock, so I had been life-threatening in the past two hours?
I drove back to the villa even though I was completely messed.
When I saw Samson in the hall, all the sounds I heart just now came to my mind.
Feeling sick, I ran to the restroom and retched on the sink.
“What did you eat?” The man’s low and cold voice came to me.
I trembled all over, pushing him away.
I ran directly to the second floor ignoring his cold face.
All of these needed to be changed. They made me disgusted.
“Thump-thump...” A quick knock came from outside the door, “Sharon, open the door!”
I took off my clothes and went into the bathroom, sprinkling the shower to the maximum to wash up all the parts he touched.
“Bang!” I shrank in the bathroom and locked the door. But he finally came in, “Sharon Sandra, what are you doing?”
He stood at the door angrily.
I didn’t even want to hear him, “Samson, I don’t want to see you. Please, please stay away from me!”
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