Nolan never knew this woman could look so serene and gentle asleep.
He glanced at the bite marks on her fingers. Was it because she was drugged and had to resort to such methods just to keep herself awake? How did someone as sharp-witted as her end up being preyed on?
If he had not run into her tonight, or worse still, if she had not escaped, then she would have…
Maisie’s brows suddenly scrunched up, and her lashes trembled. It seemed like she was having a nightmare.
“No!” Hearing her scream, Nolan leaned closer to her. “Maisie?”
In her dream, Maisie yet again saw the man ravaging her that fateful night six years ago, but this time the man was faceless…
Maisie opened her eyes. She was frightened by the magnified face before her eyes, so she lifted her hand instinctively. “Ahhh!”
“Mr. Goldmann, is everything okay…” Hearing the commotion inside, Quincy barged in through the door. The moment he walked in, he saw a swollen red slap mark on Nolan’s cheek. He quickly turned to leave, shutting the door tightly behind him.
Mr. Goldmann had been slapped in the face. No way was Quincy telling anyone that! So, he saw nothing!
“Haha… Why did
brushed his fingers against his throbbing cheek and looked up at her. “This
unintentional,” Maisie said in her defense. She lifted her face forward.
were you doing at
smiled politely. “What‘s the point in telling you? You wouldn’t be pleased with my answer anyway.”
down. She waved him away. “I‘ll just rest here
seriously wanted to strangle this
sent her to the hospital, yet now that she was well and about, she immediately pushed him away?
walked out of the ward. Quincy, who was patiently waiting outside the door, continued pretending not to see
her home once she wakes
too lost for
furiously cursing through gritted teeth, “Maisie, you cursed b*tch.
had not escaped, she would not have fallen into
was she going to
night. Carrying her cellphone in one hand, she walked out of the ward. To her