Chapter 144 You've Kept Me Starved

Jayden's movements made Elyse's head blank. In the beginning, she stubbornly refused to talk to him. Now, however, she found herself begging amidst pitiful moans.

Blindfolded, tears streamed down her cheeks.

Reflecting on Elyse's distant behavior over the past days, Jayden felt enraged. As a successful businessman for years, his pride was intact even though he now sat in a wheelchair. The challenge from a young woman was more than he could bear.

This thought drove him to seize Elyse's lips as his actions grew more intense.

Elyse's whimpers escalated, mingling pain with pleasure-a great temptation for any man.

"Elyse, you still dare to treat me coldly, huh?"

Elyse wanted to say no, but his forceful movements stifled her words. She struggled to form a

complete sentence; after several attempts, she managed to make her promise.

Her words seemed to dissipate Jayden's anger. Observing the kiss marks and bruises on Elyse's body, he felt a twisted satisfaction.

Finally, he ceased his aggressions and allowed her to curl up in his

arms, her body still trembling.

Jayden whispered in her ear with a bite, "Be a good girl, and I'll treat you well."

It took a long rest for Elyse to regain her composure, both physically and mentally. Her voice

"Release me. I'm not feeling

well enough; I can't

lips together, feeling

her stomach

at her,

Elyse's sense of grievance deepened. This

all day. And moments ago,

as she bit her lower lip and sobbed, "Ever since I

himself at a

sat up, shifted

She pushed herself up on

Her sobbing intensified.

get you something to eat Jayden massaged his forehead, lifted Elyse, and seated her

continued to sob in

ground floor, gave her a gentle pat on the back, and suggested, "All the servants are likely asleep by now. Check the fridge and see

she attempted to stand, her legs gave out, but Jayden quickly supported her

legs, Jayden couldn't help feeling a perverse sense of pride. He teased her, "Maybe I should have

his eyes by looking

is all your

Jayden. She gripped the edge of the dining table for support and made her way to the refrigerator. Finding some mashed

on his hand as he watched her clumsily move toward the microwave to warm up the

was warm, she set the

at food. He raised his hand to stroke her hair,

a menacing grin, Jayden challenged, "What's that supposed to mean? Need

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