Chapter 6 You Just Like To Be Abused So Much

With her red eyes, Lesley answered seriously, "I didn't open the drawer, nor did I say that it was opened by Maria."

She didn't know what was going on, nor did she know what valuable things were in the drawer. How could the calm and composed Viola look like this.

"Since you are so determined, I have to ask Maria." Then, Michael turned around and was about to go downstairs to look for Maria.

Lesley heart tightened and she called out to Michael eagerly, "No need to ask her."

Michael stopped, turned around, stared at Lesley suspiciously and approached her.

"What wrong? Do you decide to admit it?" The skeptical tone made Lesley feel a little disappointed. She frowned and wanted to explain, but was stopped by Michael's words. "It seems that you prefer to be tough than be soft. Since you like to be abused so much, why do you pretend to be pitiful?"

The look on Michael's face suddenly changed, and his suspicious eyes were filled with anger.

Frowning, Lesley bit her lips and didn't speak out her grievance. She just said lightly, "It's my fault that the drawer was opened, but I promise I won't violate your privacy."

All Lesley wanted to do was to deal with this matter. She didn't want Maria to be involved. It was her negligence that the drawer was opened. Besides, she was the only one who went to the bedroom every day. Even if she had one hundred mouths, she couldn't explain it clearly. In addition, since Michael insisted that it was her who opened it, no matter how much she said, it wouldn't help. It was better to obey his will.

"Do you think I will believe what you said?" Michael reached out his arm and grabbed her pointed chin, staring at her with burning eyes. These words were squeezed out of his teeth.

"Then what should I say?" Although her chin hurt, Lesley didn't scream and looked calm.

Her rhetorical question completely aroused the fire in Michael's heart. After loosening his hand from her chin, he lifted her horizontally and threw her into the soft bed.

"Lesley, let me ask you again. Did you open the drawer?" Standing by the bed, Michael glared at Lesley and asked angrily.

Startled, Lesley got up from the bed with her hair disheveled on her face. She threw her long hair away randomly and looked at the tall figure not far away. She said expressionlessly, "Since you insist that it's me who did it, why do you ask me?"

It never occurred to Michael that he would be speechless by Lesley's question.

"Knock, knock, knock..." After a knock on the door, Maria asked, "Master Michael, the food is ready. Should I send it to your study, or..."

"No, thanks!" "Did you open the drawer?" Michael asked coldly to Maria, who was carrying hot food.

Maria looked in the direction pointed by Michael. She was shocked at first, and then denied in a hurry, "Master Michael, I didn't..."

There was no difference on Lesley's face. She was just curious about Maria's panic. She didn't know what was in the drawer that made them look so unusual.

Hearing Maria's answer, Michael turned around, with a pair of cold and deep eyes moving directly to Lesley who was sitting on the side of the bed. The light of doubt just now became firm.

Lesley could feel the contempt and certainty in his eyes.

"So, is it her?" Michael pointed at Lesley and asked Maria in a sarcastic tone.

Maria hurriedly added, "Master Michael, it's not about Lesley. It's should be my negligence..."

Lesley's dim eyes lit up in an instant. She didn't think that there was a turning point, but she didn't expect that Maria would help her.

"Oh?" Turning his head to look at Maria in confusion, Michael asked, "Does it have anything to do with you?"

Just like Michael in front of her, there was also confusion in Lesley's eyes.

"Well..." With an embarrassed look on her face, Maria turned to Lesley for help.

Facing Maria's helpless gaze, Lesley was stunned. She thought for a while and replied in a low voice, "You don't have to ask Maria anymore. I opened the drawer."

Lesley had never thought of passing the buck to Maria, and she knew that Maria didn't like her. She always turned a blind eye to her or said something cold to her. She was really surprised at the scene of getting out of the car just now.

Although Lesley didn't know much about Michael, in order not to let him continue to make things difficult for Maria, Lesley added, "Because I'm curious about what is over there, so I opened it."

Her tone sounded a little childish, her mouth curved up like a fit of anger, and her little pink face looked charming in the light.

Michael was somewhat absent-minded.