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

pleaded, "Release me. I'm

enough; I can't release you,"

together, feeling

stomach growled

looked at

of grievance deepened. This

eaten all day. And moments ago, they

and sobbed, "Ever since

found himself at

sighed deeply. He sat up, shifted

up on the bed and noticed bruises encircling

Her sobbing intensified.

something to eat Jayden massaged his forehead, lifted Elyse,

continued to sob

pat on the back, and suggested,

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

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

his eyes by looking

is

the dining table for support and made her way to the refrigerator. Finding some mashed potato, she exclaimed

he watched her clumsily move toward the microwave to warm up the

the food was warm, she set the bowl

He raised his hand to stroke

"What's

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