Scarlett Yates immediately felt horrified.
This fear surged up from the depths of her heart.
She couldn't bear his goodness.
He always tried to get what he wanted without ever asking if she was willing, even though he knew his actions would cause her pain, he still did as he pleased.
His care and kindness only brought her painful experiences; would she need this kind of kindness?
She didn't care at all.
But he didn't care what she thought, whether she was happy or in pain. He used deceitful means to force her, wanting to possess her next. Even though he knew force would result in suffering for both, he still refused to let her go.
She couldn't change his mind, so she could only escape.
The farther, the better.
"Maxwell Saxon, you've achieved your goal for tonight. Can I go home now?" A trace of fatigue showed on her face as she closed her eyes, her voice dim, "I'm tired, I want to go home and rest early."
Everything tonight satisfied Maxwell Saxon.
