Chapter 4 Chapter 4 Offense of rape

Mark was furious that Leah had just laid the reality out in front of him.

All of a sudden, Mark tightened his grip on her neck, making her cry in pain.

Although he couldn't see, anger was rolling in his dark eyes.

When the atmosphere was tense and suffocating, the voice of Grandma's maid Linda came from outside.

"Sir, Master asked me to bring tea here."

Only then did Mark suppress his anger and suddenly let go of Leah.

"Come in!"

Linda took two cups of tea in front of the two, raised one of the cups, and handed it to Mark. "Master said this is separated tea. According to the rules of the Lyman family, since you and Madame are about to divorce, you should drink all the tea and then break up."

And the other cup was handed to Leah.

Leah's white fingertips rubbed along the body of the cup, and a faint bitter smile flashed across her lips. Then she drank up the tea.

Frowning, Mark stopped and didn't drink the tea at once.

He felt confused in his mind. 'What's wrong with her today? Was she really going to divorce me, not acting?'

Noticing his hesitation, Linda asked, "Sir?"

"Get out of the Lyman family and never come back again!"

After saying that, Mark also drank the tea.

After watching the two drink the tea, Linda left the room and locked the door quietly.

When she went downstairs to the living room, she immediately reported her achievement to Grandma Lyman. "Master, all they have drunk it, and I have locked the door, but I'm afraid that this method is too extreme."

Grandma Lyman sighed helplessly, "They have been married for three years, and now they are in such a mess. This is the only way to have a try. No matter what the result is, let's mention it tomorrow. Just delay it if possible."

In the room, when Leah found that the door couldn't be opened, she gradually sensed that something was wrong.

She shouted for a long time, but there was no response.

However, Mark, who was standing behind her, didn't move at all. After drinking the tea, his cold face looked a little unnatural and his eyes were filled with testiness.

Turning around slightly, Leah saw a painful expression on his face.

A few minutes later.

At this time, Mark's consciousness was a little confused.

"What's wrong with you?"

There was no response.

As soon as Leah took a step forward, she thought of Grandpa's regretful look on the bed and what Grandpa had said to her. She suddenly stopped.

However, Mark stumbled towards her. His eyes were full of lust.

Leah was startled and had no time to escape.

In an instant, the faint fragrance of citrus fruit aroma from Mark enveloped her, making her nowhere to escape.

"Mark! What are you doing?"

Leah's voice was anxious and her body was trembling with fear.

In the past three years, they had been in the same bed without crossing the boundary. For countless nights, she could only watch his cold back and fall asleep.

But now,

Leah pinched Mark's shoulder with her nails. Her tears streamed down, and her throat was a little dry. She could only beg him to let go of her.

"Mark! No! Please don't force me to hate you..."

Unfortunately, Mark didn't show any mercy to her. He squinted at her with his cold and turbid eyes and said coldly, "Isn't this what you have always wanted?"

As if falling into an ice cellar, Leah suddenly bit hard on his shoulder and said, "Mark, you don't have no heart."

In the past, Leah's mind was full of Mark. It was not until her grandpa's death had she thought that they should divorce and give each other a decent life. She just didn't love him anymore.

But this night, he trampled on her self-esteem and made her hate him.

Mark didn't love her,

It was not until the second morning that the door was unlocked.

Standing at the door, Leah stared at Linda with a complicated look in her eyes and finally said nothing.

"Madame, I'm sorry."

Leah suppressed her emotions and did not respond. The more furious she was, the calmer she would be.

"From now on, I have nothing to do with the Lyman family."

Leah gave up asking about the tea anymore.

When she left, Grandma Lyman stopped her.

"Leah, would you mind leaving after my birthday banquet?" Grandma Lyman's voice trembled. "I don't have many years to live. I regard you as my good granddaughter these years. You know that, right?"

"So I won't pursue Mark's offense of rape. This is my biggest concession."

This sentence shocked everyone, including Mark who was standing on the stairs.

Who gave this woman the courage to say such words? He was furious.

"It's okay if you want a divorce. I'll find a lawyer to draw up a contract in several days. Before that, you can't go anywhere, or I have plenty of time to play with you."

Like a trapped beast, Leah was completely trapped in the Lyman family.

She was stubborn and didn't want to give in, but she didn't want her mother to know her current situation.

As if to torture her on purpose, Mark brought Emily to the house.

But he had underestimated Leah

To make room for Emily, she asked Linda to spare another room for her and was calm and natural in front of Mark.

"I will stay in the guest room for the next several days. As soon as you sign the divorce agreement, I will leave."

After she left, Mark frowned. Was this woman playing hard to get with him?

Noticing the abnormal relationship between the two, Emily pretended to be considerate and said, "Mark, isn't it appropriate for me to move in before you get divorced?"

"It doesn't matter. You just left the hospital and need to be taken care of. Have a good rest these days. If you need anything, just tell the servants. They will do it for you."

Perhaps impacted by Leah's emotion, Mark didn't realize that his attitude towards Emily was a little cold.

Emily was stunned. It was the first time for Mark to talk to her in such an attitude over the years.

Could Leah affect Mark's mood?

Emily felt sad when she thought that she could only use her suicide to make Mark give up the wedding.

Anyway, she must become the hostess of the Lyman family!