Chapter 164

A sharp, prickling pain’shot through Janet’s body.

This hurt even more than the lashings!

Fingers were highly sensitive areas with all the nerve endings, and even more so for the nail part

Even a tiny paper cut could hurt for days, let alone shoving a bamboo splinter right under the nail!

Cold sweat drained Janet’s shirt. She couldn’t stop herself from shivering and arching her back with this extreme, harsh pain that dominated her mind.

There was noise in her head. It took her a few seconds to realize that it was the sound of her blood racing through her head.

Amidst that noise, she heard Harper’s scoffing:

“…Oh I am sorry. Was this too hard? I can be gentler…all you need to do is to beg

me.”

Janet’s chest rose and fell rapidly, her voice trembling, “…Stop…”

“That sounds forceful, rather than pleading. So maybe we ought to try again?”

Harper drew that splinter out, slowly and painfully, deliberately lengthening the time frame of this torment.

The raw texture of the bamboo made it extra torturing on the way out. It probably left some tiny fibers underneath the nail.

Janet widened her eyes.

A gasp of pain escaped her lips, “…Ah!”

A gleeful expression appeared on Harper’s lips, “So it does hurt, doesn’t it? I wouldn’t know since you haven’t said a word yourself.”

She loosened her grip.

Janet immediately took her hand back.

Blood dripped down from her fingertip and dropped to the cushion.

“Oh look at that!” Harper pointed at the blood stain with an exaggerated tone, “The color red looks good on your nails but horrible on my cushion. You should wash that, Janet.”

Janet hid her injured thumb behind her back

Her hatred towards Harper had reached a new top.

She grabbed the cushion and turned to head towards the bathroom, but Harper said behind her back:

“No, I want you to wash it here. Under my watch.”

“…There is no water.”

fingers and called to Wendy, “Get

latter one went into the bathroom

the cushion in the water with one hand, keeping her

your rub the surface hard with both of your hands. Do you need me to teach you this mailing

a

injured under

came from her fingertip as though the seemingly harmless water had just bit on her

was going

dirty little trick to increase

high hope to see her cry out in

ignored the throbbing pain and the gaze on her

get her thumbnail

reaction that she was hoping for, and she soon became

“…Stubborn bitch!”

breath and shot up

“You stay here and watch her clean up this place. I am heading to the salon. Can’t

Harper stormed away.

stayed in the room and watched

scrub the floor because she claimed that she saw Janet’s hand dripping

band–aid for my thumb?”

You may not.” Wendy snorted condescendingly. “Band–aids aren’t

dripping blood,”

Wendy replied with a nasty grin. “Oh, and you don’t want to use a vacuum. These hardwood floors are very delicate.

on the hardwood floor and her upper body down to the ground all day, cleaning, wiping,

feel

were sore. Her back ached

hands were soon rough

pace over from time to time and point out some

deliberately step on the part that Janet had just

dusty footprints behind, so that Janet had to re–do the area

whole day to get the floor absolutely

said that she should eat anything until her work was

night fell and the light came up in the room, Harper

hair blown

to have dinner with

crying and left a trail of footprints on the glossy floor that

candles! Get rid of those withering roses! Bring out the best china and

to work

for the final time to make sure that her appearance was

and the wine

as he stepped into the

a simple dinner in the dining hall? Why make

him by the door in a tight–fit

look at her carefully prepared looks for tonight and simply tossed her his

catch his coat. She almost tripped

to make this night

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