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.”

be fixed.” Harper snapped her fingers and called to Wendy, “Get

into the bathroom

with

blood stain off unless your rub the surface hard

took a deep

she sank her injured under underneath

though the

what was going on…There was salt

little trick

waiting in high hope to see

and the gaze on her back and kept on scrubbing

though she didn’t just get

she was hoping for, and

“…Stubborn bitch!”

her breath and shot up

and watch her clean up this place. I

Harper stormed away.

the room and watched Janet as

Janet scrub the floor because she claimed that

I get a band–aid for my thumb?” Janet

snorted condescendingly.

I might keep dripping blood,” Janet

with a nasty grin. “Oh, and you don’t want to use a vacuum.

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

feel

shoulders were sore. Her

were soon rough and chapped in the

time and point out some invisible

would deliberately step on the part that

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

whole day to get the

even get a lunch break because Wendy said that she should eat anything until her work was

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

got her hair blown and her face radiant with

coming to have dinner with

a trail of footprints on the glossy floor that Janet spent her whole day

Get rid of those withering roses!

hurried to

her looks for the final time

table was set and the wine was breathing in the decanter, Lance finally

as he

the dining hall? Why make such a

waiting for him by the door

her carefully prepared

catch his coat. She almost tripped in her

to make this night

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