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Chapter 406
Chapter 406
The reason she asked like this was because the scene of his violence towards Ian today was downright
shocking.
Every time she recalled it, she felt a chill down her spine.
She didn't ask him why he did it, because no matter what Ian did, he had no right to lay a finger on that
kid.
After all, what kind of an adult throws a hissy fit with a five-year-old for God's sake?
Her question made him turn to her.
"Not only that," he said, his voice low, "I've done things far worse than you can imagine."
Violette remained silent.
His eyes were deep, his tone serious.
She was so shocked she lost her voice.
"Violette, don't pretend you give a damn about me. You don't really care what I do." He flicked his ash
into the ashtray with an air of nonchalance, "You only care about your two kids. I've warned your son
not to mess with me."
"He won't mess with you again!" Violette responded, her voice shaking with anger.
He extinguished his cigarette in the ashtray.
He got up and walked to the bed.
"Violette, I don't owe you anything, don't raise your voice at me! I'm running out of patience!" his glare
was fierce.
Just then, the door was knocked and then pushed open.
The nanny came in with a bowl of soup.
Seeing Elijah, the nanny froze.
Elijah walked to the door and took the bowl of soup from the nanny.
The nanny immediately left the room and closed the door.
Violette wanted to get the hell out of here as soon as possible, so she had to eat something.
She tried to sit up.
By the time Elijah walked to the bed, she reached out her hand, wanting to eat by herself.
But he ignored her outstretched hand, spooned a spoonful of soup, and brought it to her lips.
She stared at him blankly.
He clearly saw her reaching out, why did he ignore it?
She didn't need him to feed her!
Didn't he say he was running out of patience?
"Open your mouth." He looked at her, her eyes were filled with hatred for him.
"You're the devil." Her voice was cold, as if she was seeing him clearly for the first time.
"I am the devil, I will go to hell...and I will drag you down with me." His face was expressionless, his icy
fingers pried open her mouth and spooned the soup in.
He finished the bowl of soup and wiped the corner of her mouth with a paper towel.
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Maybe in his eyes, she was just his toy.
People are complicated.
He had a brutal side, and a gentle one.
She had been touched by his gentle side.
Only now she saw clearly, that wasn't the real him.
Before he left the room, he placed her phone on her pillow.
After he left, she picked up the phone and turned it on.
The phone was filled with missed calls, overwhelming her.
She found Mike's number and dialed it. Reаd at Dramanovеls.com
Mike picked up immediately: "Violette!"
"It's me! Mike, where's Ian?"
Violette's eyelashes fluttered, "I think.. should be able to!"