Chapter 227

"Was it Richard who put Kearney up to stabbing you last time? That's why you didn't punish Kearney, letting him off scot-free..."

Before I could finish my sentence, Max cupped my face, sealing my lips with his, silencing the rest of my words.

Panicked, I managed to push him out of the bathtub...He kept making moves on me, but every time, I'd push him off.

"Not until you agree," I struggled to free myself from his embrace, retreating to a corner of the bathtub, distancing myself as much as I could.

"Claire Floyd, I said no," his irritation was evident.

His darkened expression made me fearful, his brows furrowed, cold droplets of water clinging to them.

"The last time, you used our newborn as a test, I agreed, and then the lab exploded. It's a hurdle I can't get over in this lifetime. I won't let you do something like this again, so it's non-negotiable."

He was fuming. He hauled himself out of the tub, his PJs all wet. Then he shouted for Helen: "Watch her!"

"If she tries to run, lock her up!"

at me with a worried expression, trotting over: "Claire, what on earth did you do to upset Mr. Hilton? I've never seen him lose his temper like this, not even

eyes drooped

I mentioned breaking up

at me as if I'd defeated her: "Why would you break up when things are fine? Mr. Hilton cares about you more than anything

dry set of pajamas, and since Max wasn't in

set of casual home clothes, lighting up a cigarette. This was the first time I

the

it was me he immediately put out the cigarette and opened the window to

you here? You must be tired, go

still sounded upset, but it seemed like he wasn't going to

a better way you and Ronald can think

looking up at him with pleading eyes, knowing that only by acting adorably could I get him to consider

no, Ronald and I will think of a way. It's not for

looked at me

anxious, "But what

die. Just like in my past life,

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