Chapter 10 Escaping From His Grip

Bryan chose to calm down as he looked at her.

They were so close to each other that they could feel each other's breath touch their skin. Fortunately for her, he didn't explode out of anger.

He carefully examined her face, and noticed that her lips were as red as cherries.

Her relatively small hands pushed against his chest. It didn't really budge him, but instead became a way for both of them to somehow exchange body heat. He never had such a desire for any woman in his life, which frightened him.

Not long after, he released her from his grip.

A dark red mark on her arm could be seen. She finally heaved a sigh of relief after such an intense moment between them.

"You can go out now." He turned around and removed his gaze away from her.

She walked out of the room without a word. The fear she experienced just moments ago still didn't leave her alone.

What was wrong with this man? How could he be so whimsical?

As soon as she managed to walk out of the room, a sharp gaze landed on her.

"Follow me!" said Blake in a chilling manner. He quickly went upstairs as he assumed that she immediately followed through.

She hesitated for a moment, and simply followed him with her eyes. "Let's talk here!" She stood still like a rebelling soldier.

"Don't make me repeat myself. Come on up!" Blake turned around and gave her a strong, contemptuous gaze.

Bryan suddenly walked out of his room and saw her standing by the door. He was held in place in surprise.

"What happened here?" Blake continued to give her a terrifying look. She, on the other hand, was naturally frightened that it made her legs weak. Even if she wanted to, she lost all strength to climb up the stairs.

Blake turned to glance over at Bryan. "If you don't come up, I'll go to your room and Liam will guard the door for us this time. What do you think?"

Madeline's face turned pale out of fear. She knew that there was absolutely nothing she could do to resist Blake's orders.

She was certain that she would die or lose her mind out of extreme fear and nervousness.

Bryan silently walked past her and went straight downstairs without a word.

She finally followed Blake. As soon as she entered the room, he immediately grabbed her chin.

"What did you do in the room just now?" shouted Blake as if no one would hear him from outside.

Madeline was forced to look up at him when he guided her head to do so. "Nothing. We did nothing."

"Then why did you stay in his room for so long?" he asked in disbelief.

"Did you finish your business so soon? How did you know how long I stayed there?" she retorted.

The frown and anger on Blake's face only darkened further. He tightened his grip, and said, "How dare you talk back to me? Did I become too soft on you recently?"

"I didn't talk back to you. I'm only telling the truth!" Madeline cried in pain.

She just couldn't figure out the enigma of why the men of the Li family were like this-too prone to mood swings.

"Oh, so you're telling me the truth? Let me tell you the truth! Technically, you are still my wife, so have the obligation to do what a wife should!"

He loosened his grip. "Take off your clothes,"

he ordered.

Madeline's heart sank into fear. She felt like all hopes suddenly left her in the abyss. What on earth did she do wrong to be treated like this?

"I did what you asked. Why are you doing this to me?" She stepped back in horror.

He simply sneered as if to shrug off her incoming plea to resist. "I don't remember allowing you to enter his room, but you did anyway. I didn't ask you to leave, but you did. Now, can you tell me whether you were wrong or not?"

"I was wrong. Please punish me,"

Madeline said. She prayed in her heart that he would punish her the way he punished other servants.

However, she just couldn't catch a break.

"Serving me well tonight is your punishment." He began to take off his clothes, one after another.

"You said you don't want me anymore-that I'm nothing to you now but a servant. Don't tell me you are going to break your promise?!"

Now was no time for her to hold back.

Blake didn't seem to mind her desperate argument. He threw off his shirt in the blink of an eye, revealing his rather white, smooth upper body. "Now I'm going to restore what you once were. You're my woman before dawn comes."

Madeline had nowhere to hide, and there was nothing behind her to run to except the solid, concrete wall.

Her tears began to fall as she desperately pleaded, "I just want to be a servant. Please let me stay as a servant, please!"

His patience had run out. He fiercely began to undress her.

"It's entirely up to me to decide who you are." He forcefully threw her into the bed like a hungry beast.

Suddenly, a sudden knock came on the door.

"Who is that?!" Blake shouted in pure anger.

"Mr. Blake, the chairman of the company is calling."

A woman's calm voice came from outside of the room.

Blake glanced at Madeline who was curling up on the bed. He impatiently got out, as the annoyance was clearly evident in his face. "Wait for me."

Madeline saw a pair of eyes through the door full of resentment and jealousy.

It was none other than Liam who knocked on the door. She glared at Madeline before going downstairs.

Meanwhile, Madeline hurriedly tidied up her clothes and ran out of the room.

Blake's tone was obviously mixed with agitation. He picked up the phone, and said, "Grandpa... yes... but I'm going to sleep... okay... I'll go now."

He slammed the phone in utter fury. "Bryan, you reported me again!" he angrily shouted as he gritted his teeth.

"Get the car ready and let's go to Grandpa's villa," he quickly ordered.

Madeline tightly locked her door and sat on the bed. The intensity of mixed anxiety and fear she felt tonight didn't seem to be going away anytime soon.

Should it happen that someone would knock on her door, she felt that she wouldn't be able to handle her fear and that she would probably collapse out of horror.

Fortunately for her, she fell asleep moments after, and Blake didn't come to bother her any further.

She didn't see him in the following days. She heard that he had been staying with Yosef.

Without him at home, her life had gotten more bearable, even though someone would occasionally try to intentionally ruin her day.

During the night, Anne and the servants in the kitchen were preparing for dinner. Although they only had to serve Bryan for dinner, there was no significant change in the dishes. He only ate a little every day, so the servants would end up helping themselves to enjoy the rest of the food.

As soon as everything was ready to serve, Anne brought the dishes to the dinner table where Bryan had come down to wait.

"Madeline, aren't you going out?" Anne looked at her and asked.

Madeline simply shook her head as an initial response, and continued, "I'll clean the kitchen."

She had been avoiding Bryan for days now.

Anne nodded. "Okay. Whatever." She took the other servants out to serve him instead.

Liam suddenly turned around to come to Madeline. "What did you say to Mr. Blake?"

Madeline simply ignored her, and replied, "Nothing!"

"Don't think you still have the chance to be his real wife. That's wishful thinking," Liam infuriatingly warned. She blamed no one but Madeline for Blake's sudden disappearance from the residence.

"If you think you can be his legal wife, be my guest," she replied.

However, it sounded insulting and sarcastic to Liam's ears.

She stretched her arms, and pushed Madeline with all her strength. "How dare you laugh at me!"

Madeline was caught off guard with that strong push. She didn't have time to brace herself for the impact, and she fell out of balance.

While on a free fall, all she could think about was how certain it was that her head was going to hit the ground hard.

However, time seemed to have slowed down to a standstill as a warm embrace suddenly caught her from behind. "What are you doing?" the man infuriatingly asked.