Distance! Hubby!

It was late at night. The colors of the neon lights were changing, which highlighted the prosperity of the city.

Inside the luxurious Vegas Hotel.

The luxurious presidential suite, on the top floor, was very quiet.

Suddenly, a sharp knock on the door, broke the silence.

"Help, is anyone there?" The sound of a woman gasping came in the silent room.

Wilfred Scott was never a stickybeak, but when he heard the woman's voice, he strode towards the door.

As soon as the door was opened, Ashley Lewis ran into Wilfred's chest. She was dizzy as if she had hit a brass wall.

Hmm..., Ashley whispered. She tried her best to keep her composure.

"Sir, help me. Many men are chasing me outside." Ashley blushed with apparent fear in her eyes.

"Don't be afraid, and I'm here."

Wilfred's voice was very gentle, like a spring breeze blowing away Ashley's gloom. Although it was a short sentence, it was like a warm current flowing through Ashley's heart.

The sound of footsteps outside the door stopped abruptly as they passed by the door of his room.

A man in black was about to knock on the door but was stopped, "Don't you know whose territory this is? Come back if you don't want to die!" One man intimidated them.

Realized the potential danger, they quickly disappeared.

Hearing them walk further and further away, Ashley breathed a sigh of relief.

The lights in the room lit up.

The man in front of her had a long straight figure, cold steely features, and a knife-like face. His deep eyes were as bright as obsidian. Standing here, he had the temperament of an emperor, looking down upon the world.

Ashley couldn't believe that the gentle breezy voice was his.

"Sir, thank you for saving me just now." Ashley was a little scared.

"You're afraid of me, aren't you?" His voice was very cold, without a hint of emotion.

"Hot, I feel hot." Ashley kept mumbling, hot and unbearable as if she was on fire. She kept taking off her clothes.

"Oh no, the medicine is working." Ashley cursed in a low voice.

She didn't hear what Wilfred had just said, and with her last shred of sanity, she said, "Sir, I'll repay your kindness later." After saying that she was going to open the door and leave.

Wilfred rushed over to stop her, "You want to leave this way?"

The handsome man in front of her made Ashley to lose her mind. She couldn't help but kiss his cold lips.

Wilfred was itching as if he got an electric shock.

He was forcefully kissed by a stranger. Countless women wanted to sleep with him over the years, who either wanted fame or money. None of them ended up well.

However, today he enjoyed the slightly rusty kiss, feeling a flutter that he had never felt before.

He hugged Ashley's slender waist tightly and kissed her too.

After that, he stuck out his tongue and kissed her wantonly. Feeling that this was far from enough, he picked up Ashley and threw her onto a large bed.

With a little painful feel, Ashley regained her senses a little.

"No, Sir. Let me go. I've been drugged." There was still unfading lust in Ashley's voice.

However, her voice, stirred the desire in Wilfred's heart, and at this time, he was also overwhelmed with lust.

The arrow couldn't be left on the string.

"Let me help you." After saying that, he pressed Ashley underneath him, madly kissing her soft lips, plundering her warm breath, and wantonly drawing her saliva.

Ashley's sanity faded away, which was replaced by her instincts.

After a night of non-stop sex, Ashley fainted from exhaustion.

The sunlight spilled through the curtains into the room, and Ashley saw a handsome face as soon as she opened her eyes.

She was like a deflated ball, and her body was sore and weak. The messy clothes on the floor, as well as the bruises on her body, reminded her of the madness last night.

So this wasn't a dream!

She slept with a strange man last night. Ashley looked up at the man who was still sleeping, carefully got out of bed, picked up the clothes on the floor, and didn't look back. This ridiculous night was nothing but an accident, and she hoped she wouldn't have anything to do with this man again.

She had more important things to do.

It was her Mother, Vivian Andersonl, who made her go through the miserable night.

She would make her mother pay for this someday.

As the sunlight grew harsher and harsher, the man on the bed opened his eyes. He tried to reach for Ashley but found no one around him.

He got up, lifted the blanket, and saw the blood.

The house was back to its previous silence, and everything seemed like a dream.

Wilfred looked at the blood and smiled teasingly, "I won't let you escape this time."

"Kinsey!" Wilfred yelled, and soon a man in overalls walked in.

"What can I do for you, Sir?" The man said respectfully.

"I want all the information on this woman," Wilfred said coldly.

Kinsey was Wilfred's special assistant, and Wilfred knew he was efficient in such things.

Kinsey couldn't help but smile at his subtle expression. He actually slept with a woman?

"Yes, sir." Kinsey left as quickly as the wind.

In a short time, Kinsey walked in with a pile of documents.

At this time, Wilfred was sitting on the sofa with a cigar on his hand. He seemed somewhat serious under the shroud of smoke.

"Sir, this is all of Miss Lewis' information." Kinsey respectfully called Ashley Miss Lewis, as this was the first time Wilfred was so concerned about a woman.

This information was very detailed, such as, when Ashley went to elementary school, which boy paid attention to her and which classmate she was close to.

"Tell me, why did she appear here last night?" Wilfred commanded.

That was what he couldn't understand the most. Why was she chased by a group of people, and what had happened last night? Why was she drugged?

He was satisfied last night, but he was like a manic lion that blew up when he thought of these questions.

"Someone offered ten million trying to buy Miss Lewis' virginity. She was drugged by his mother, Vivian Anderson, and sent to the Vegas Hotel..." Kinsey's voice became lower and lower.

Because he saw Wilfred's expression become more and more frightening, and the air was full of frightening tension.

"Find out who was behind this!" Wilfred said with gritted teeth. He clenched fists with his bony hands and made a clattering sound at the joints.

In Lewis' house.

The buyer had called Vivian saying that Ashley had escaped last night. But she had not been able to contact Ashley ever since.

Now the buyer wanted to get back the 10 million yuan, venting out his displeasure and anger on the phone.

How could she lose the money she'd got? Vivian said something to the buyer on the phone before he was satisfied.

"Mom, did you let that bitch get away with it?"

Amy was Ashley's sister, who had also participated in planning it. She was resentful that Barry Cook, whom she had liked for ten years, had fallen for Ashley. That was why she and her mother had planned all this.

Ashley was the eldest daughter of Lewis and her mother died early. Vivian was a mistress before, and she married Ashley's father after. She had a daughter later, who was two years younger than Ashley.

Ashley's father was always on business trip and would come home a few times a year, so everything in the family was in charge of Vivian, who became increasingly arrogant and domineering.

"She couldn't escape," Vivian smiled wryly.

Just then, the door was opened.

Ashley returned home, tiredly.

"You slut, how dare you come back without serving the buyer properly?" When Vivian saw Ashley, all her anger spurted out in a moment.

"You admit that you did this thing?" Ashley no longer let them bully her as she did before.

In order to keep her father's mind off of the trifles and maintain family harmony, Ashley used to take it with a smile even if she was aggrieved.

But now she understood that indulging the bad guys would only make them more arrogant.

In the past, as long as it was hers, Amy would always ask for it, and she would only give in.

Now she wanted to take back everything that belonged to her.

This woman treated her badly but acted nicely in front of her father. She felt like she should let her father know what kind of person she really was.

As soon as she entered the house, she activated the recorder, yet Vivian still thought she was a lamb to be slaughtered.

"You must serve that buyer well tonight. Otherwise, you can never enter this house again in the future." Vivian said decisively.

Vivian Anderson thought that Ashley, who always treated her home as the most important place, would definitely obey her.

Ashley smiled bitterly. After what happened last night, she was no longer the Ashley before and would not be used again.

"Why are you doing this to me? For the ten million?" Ashley wanted an answer.

"Oh, you slut. You seduced Barry. I've liked Barry for ten years, why does Barry like you? If you were sexually assaulted, you wouldn't be worthy of Barry." Amy was getting angry.

"You sure are as morally corrupt as your mother, envying things that don't belong to you." Ashley had gotten what she wanted.

She ended the recording and left.

Vivian and Amy were stunned. They saw murderous intent in Ashley's eyes. It was the first time they had seen such an Ashley.

Only after a long time did they regain consciousness.

"Mom, that bitch is gone." Amy was slightly anxious.

"Let her go. She's nothing when she leaves the Lewis." It was impossible to tell from Vivian's expression what she was thinking.

Walking out of Lewis' house, Ashley felt very helpless. She was like a boat in the storm, only to be battered by the wind and rain.

The bruises on her body reminded her that she was no longer qualified to like Barry, and she didn't even have such a humble wish now.

When she was suffering from grievances before, the first person she wanted to confide in was Barry Cook. But now she was not eligible for Barry's comfort.

Ashley cried. Barry Cook was her entire youth, the person she had always liked.

Even if she was aggrieved before, Ashley never shed tears because her mother told her that tears belonged to the coward.

She had to be strong and be alive.

But today, she felt abandoned by the world, and she no longer wanted to endure. In a moment, all her grievances spilled out, and she vented her emotions.

Because from today on, she was going to say goodbye to the best man in her youthful years.

He deserved someone better!

Ring, ring.

She heard the clear ringing sound. Ashley quickly calmed down and took out her phone.

It showed that it was Winifred. Ashley answered the phone.

"Ashley, where are you? I'm back in China. Now I'm at the airport, come pick me up!" A cheerful voice came from the phone.

Winifred Mill, Ashley's best friend and classmate, was back happily after having traveled to dozens of countries in summer vacation. They were about to go to school a few days later.

Ashley dried her tears and took a taxi to the airport.

"Ashley, why are you so late? I've been waiting for you for a long time." Winifred acted coquettishly.

Just after saying that, Winifred noticed the tears in the corners of Ashley's eyes, and she suddenly became nervous, "Ashley, did someone bully you during the time I was away?" Winifred jerked up her sleeves as if she was going to fight the person who bullied Ashley.

"Winifred, let's go back first," Ashley said and stuffed the luggage into the compartment.

Winifred noticed that Ashley was a bit strange, and since there were too many people at the airport, Winifred didn't ask too many questions. Anyway, whoever had bullied Ashley, she would definitely seek justice for her.

Bullying Ashley was bullying her, and Winifred was a black belt in Taekwondo and often punished the bad guys.

Winifred was the illegitimate daughter of the Mills, and since neither of them was liked by their families, they had been very good friends since they were children.

There was a saying, "People in the same boat will be friends."

Soon, they arrived at Winifred's small apartment, and they walked in with a lot of luggage.

As soon as they entered the room, Winifred asked her directly.

"Ashley, what's going on? Why are you crying?" They had grown up together since they were children, and Winifred knew that if something big hadn't happened, Ashley would never have cried.

Because Winifred rarely saw Ashley cry before.

Ashley couldn't endure it anymore. She buried her head into Winifred's arms and cried sadly.

Winifred was at a loss. She had never seen Ashley lose control before. She was stunned and prepared to comfort her after Ashley finished crying.

Finally finished venting her emotions, Ashley told Winifred everything she had experienced.

"Ashley, who did you sleep with?" Winifred opened her eyes wide in surprise and asked.

"I don't know him either." Ashley lowered her head in shame.

"Fuck, the next time I see that man, I'll definitely teach him a lesson, as well as those two bitches Amy Lewis and Vivian Anderson," Winifred said with her teeth gritted.

"Winifred, I'm not good enough for Barry." Ashley looked very self-conscious about how she wished that everything last night was a dream.

Ashley had recently plucked up her courage and planned to confess her feelings to Barry. But she hadn't expected this to happen, and now she had put that thought to rest.

However, she was unwilling to do so, and she also realized that Barry liked her. Why would God be so unfair to her?

"Ashley, don't be sad. I can see that Barry likes you. Some other day you can find an opportunity to explain things clearly, and Barry will understand you." She wiped away the tears on Ashley's cheeks and patiently comforted her.

"Winifred, I only have you now." Ashley hugged her tightly.

"Don't worry. I'll always be here." Winifred said firmly.

After Ashley finished talking the pain in her heart, she felt much better, and the irritation began to fade away.

"Ashley, there's a party tonight. I'll take you there to have a good time." Winifred thought of a good idea suddenly.

The Lewis was strictly managed, and Vivian didn't want many people to know Ashley. So she rarely showed up in public.

But today, Ashley agreed without hesitation. Now that she had nothing to lose, she had nothing to fear.

Winifred didn't expect that Ashley agreed, so she jumped straight out of bed.

Previously, Winifred had persuaded Ashley patiently to accompany her to the party, but she was indifferent.

"Ashley, don't worry. I'll definitely let you have fun tonight."