Chapter 390: Had He Felt an Unusual Heat on Her?

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Ignoring the voice of the man behind her, Irene walked straight out. She walked to the elevator, pressed the button, and stood silently while waiting for the elevator.

Lisa came out deadpan, throwing the towel over her. "You're all wet. Take a shower. Don't walk around."

Irene flicked the towel off her back and said softly, "No, this is your place. I shouldn't be here."

The man looked at her, who looked as if her whole heart had been hollowed out, and for a moment, he didn't speak.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Irene walked straight in. She forgot where she left her shoes when she had just hurriedly helped him into the house. Anyway, it didn't make any difference whether or not she wore shoes. So she went barefoot without looking back. She pressed the first floor, and the elevator's door closed slowly in front of her eyes.

However, all of a sudden, the elevator's door opened again. He was standing outside the door with a cold look, his hand resting on the button outside the door. Just as the door was about to close again, he entered.

Irene stood against the wall of the elevator, looking at him indifferently. "What do you want?"

"How can you leave like this? Go back with me." He remained expressionless, but he had reached out to grab her arm and pull her out of the elevator.

Not as strong as him, Irene couldn't break free from him. Her lips still hurt.

When he opened the door again and brought her back into the apartment, she looked at the familiar room and said calmly and clearly, "This is your place after all. As long as I am here, you will certainly leave. I can't occupy your place all the time. A woman like me, who is no longer important to you, should have some sense and give it back to you."

He ignored her words and threw the towel back over her, his voice cold and a bit harsh. "Take a shower."

"I'll take a shower when I go back to the Yu Garden."

"Don't make me say it again."

Irene stood still. Nothing was colder than her heart now.

"Or do you want me to help you take a shower?"

Hearing this, she paused and clutched her bag. After quite a while, she turned around and walked out without another word.

But before she could get out of the door, her arm was suddenly yanked back. Before she could steady herself, he dragged her into the bathroom. Just as she was about to push him aside, he raised his hand and took her wrist. Not letting her escape, he said dangerously and threateningly, "I'll give you one last chance, take a shower yourself, or I'll tear your clothes right now."

"Lisa!" Her voice was aggrieved and hoarse.

He remained unmoved and was about to tear her clothes.

"No!" Irene hurriedly raised her hand to press her clothes and pushed him away with her elbow.

"Take a shower or not?" He seemed to be giving his last warning.

She was really cold. She had had some cold these days. After being rinsed with cold water just now, she was cold from the inside out. Her teeth chattered because of coldness and fear, and only now did she realize that one day she would be afraid of Lisa.

He was so rude when he was kissing her just now, and if he had really stripped her, or if something had happened here tonight, she wondered if she might have been able to make it.

Even when he was gentle with her, she couldn't get out of bed for a long time after sex. If he had sex with her in such a situation, she couldn't imagine what would happen to her.

"I'll take a shower myself!" She pressed her clothes.

He stepped back, walked around the water stains on the floor, and walked out of the bathroom, leaving only a cold word. "If you don't come out in fifteen minutes, I'll come in."

Irene looked at his back, then at the tub next to her.

He forced her to come back for a hot bath and gave her only fifteen minutes?

She turned to close the door of the bathroom and then pulled off her sticky clothes. With only fifteen minutes to take a bath, she had no time to use the tub. She simply picked up the showerhead Lisa had left aside, turned on the hot water, and rinsed herself thoroughly.

She washed from head to foot. Thinking it was about fifteen minutes, she turned off the water, put on the bathrobe, and went out.

After all, she had lived at Ao Lan International before, so she had a lot of clothes in the closet in the bedroom. She was about to go into the bedroom to change when she saw Lisa throw two boxes of medicine on the end table. "Take the antipyretic before going to bed. Even if the wound on your foot is not serious, put some medicine on it. Don't get yourself scarred all over."

She turned her eyes to the medicine he had put on the end table.

She had only a slight cold and fever. Had he felt an unusual heat on her just now?

He was so familiar with her body that he could see the slightest difference in her, but now she was completely unfamiliar with him, even estranged with him.

She didn't speak but went into the bedroom to change, and when she finished, he was gone.

Irene thought he had just had a moment of conscience or had regained his usual patience and gentleness, so he had told her to bathe, have food, and take medicine.

But it turned out that instead of accompanying her, he just left.

The apartment was so large, and every room in it looked exceptionally empty and quiet. She went to the sofa and sat down. Then she took the pillbox, opened it, took out a pill, and put it into her mouth.

Then she saw the medicine on the sofa, which didn't look like one of those in the medical kit but seemed to have just been bought. She looked at it for a long time before picking it up.

So, Lisa went out to buy some medicine because her feet were injured by glass splinter?

She narrowed her eyes. What did he mean by trying to push her away yet still trying to control her affairs?

Irene put down the medicine. Lisa only went down for a few minutes. It took at least two minutes for the elevator to go down from the 18th floor. She hesitated, got up, went to the French window, opened it, stepped onto the balcony again, and looked down.

The black Ghost was parked there, and the lights were on, which showed that the man had got into the car but had not driven away.

Irene stared at the car below, standing on the balcony for over ten minutes, but the car still didn't leave.

Was he afraid that she would climb onto the balcony again?

If she climbed to the most dangerous spot on the balcony now, would he come up again?

Irene ran her hand over the edge of the railing of the balcony and laughed at this shameful and ridiculous idea.

Life was so good, and the world was big. If something went wrong in a relationship, find a way to solve it. There was always a way out. She just couldn't find the way temporarily. She wouldn't commit suicide, which was stupid and cowardly.


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