Chapter 4 Apathy is scary

Through the playback of the videotape, Jenny knew what happened to her and clearly saw that she was indeed saved by him ...

"Thank you, thank you for saving me, but why should you ... want me to pledge to marry you?" When she said the last four words, she spoke in a very low voice so that he can't hear that clearly. Fortunately, Herbert was close to her.

Would a man like him lack a woman? No, he didn't lack.

What's more, she had her beloved for ten years. Even if she didn't marry the man she liked, she wouldn't rush to marry a man who she knew nothing about him...

Not knowing why, originally eased atmosphere instantly became tense because of the woman's words, and thus Herbert raised his eyebrows, "Don't you want to marry me?"

Jenny didn't know why the man who just was with a kind and pleasant countenance suddenly became indifferent and frightening.

"I, I am not ..." Even if he saved her, could he force her to marry him?

But looking at him who was so scary, she would not dare to say anything of refusal, let alone how to speak it out.

She stepped back in fear, and her body was shivering, but unexpectedly, the man was more indifferent. Watching her stepping back step by step, he felt very uncomfortable.

Then he stepped forward, grabbing her by the arm and roaring, "Don't be afraid of me, have you heard?"

"Ah." Frightened by his actions, Jenny screamed in panic. This man was terrible. "You, you let me go! Brother Taylor, save me!"

This rebellion undoubtedly stimulated the man more. He grabbed Jenny's hands and pressed her against the wall. "I said, don't be afraid of me."

The cold tone hit Jenny's heart and made her tremble.

While she was still in a coma, Brother Taylor, who was often in her mind, now was yelled out again. "Brother Taylor", the two words completely let men burst!

"Tell me, who is Brother Taylor? Is your boyfriend, isn't he?"

He grabbed her hands on her head. The man's strong legs were against her thin thighs, and thus their body was tightly connected.

The man could clearly feel Jenny's soft body and her trembling for fear.

"No, no, he is not." She choked back. Maybe the man get the answer he wanted, his arrogance just now faded away and he felt relieved a lot. Fortunately, he was not her boyfriend.

"Then tell me, who is he?" Leaning in her ear, he asked her the question that troubled him day and night. Was this Brother Taylor important to her?

The warm breath splattered on her neck, making her itchy, and thus she winced her neck, but this action stimulated the man's mood to play, and he got closer to her. His hot lips almost touched her cold neck.

"He is my brother." Jenny endured his anger and dared not move anymore.

"Brother? How do you have a brother?"

"I ..." Because she was afraid, she ignored the strange tone of the man. "It's my adoptive father and my adoptive mother's son. I'm an orphan..."

The sad atmosphere outburst instantly and wrapped Jenny in it.

At a very young age, in the orphanage, she had an elder brother who was very concerned about her. He said that he would take care of her all his life.

It was only later that her elder brother was adopted. On the second day, she was also adopted. On the third day, the orphanage was burned by a fire, leaving nothing.

When she was adopted, she was only ten years old. However, in a later car accident, some of her memories had long been blurred, and therefore she didn't remember the look of her brother in the orphanage.

If she was not adopted the next day, would she die in that fire?

"Are they ... good to you?"

Originally imprisoning her hands, his hands had already wrapped around her waist. Holding up her chin and looking at the tears in her eyes, Herbert's heart seemed to be rubbed hard.

"No...they are not."

Ignoring the occasional harassment of the adoptive father, she thought that the adoptive mother and Brother Taylor were very kind to her. For the harmony of the family, she never told others about her harassment by her adoptive father.

But out of her expectation, the adoptive father almost raped her while the adoptive mother and Brother Taylor were away ...

The more she recalled, the more wronged she felt. Even if she was rescued, she was forced to marry. Although this man was perfect, it was really terrible when he got angry.

At the wrists of both hands, the red marks that were strangled were clearly visible, but she dared not say it, nor did she dare to blame him.

Hearing the answer, Herbert was expressionless, but his pupils were unconsciously enlarged, and seemed to be holding back something, holding Jenny tightly in his arms.