Steal my heart by Savannah Kade

Chapter 318: Pleadings behind the Brutality

Ladd drove the car, speeding down the road. In the narrow space, the petty woman was shivering in the back seat.

A hard arm held her tightly and prevented her from moving.

It was more like imprisonment. The handsome man looked livid.

Sweat oozed down from Ladd's forehead, but he didn't have time to wipe it off.

He felt like now he was not driving people, but a storm.

His boss was terrifyingly furious.

Ladd started to envy those who were not in his position.

At least, they didn't have to stay with the dangerous, angry man.

Ladd turned the wheel and slid down the left lane at a traffic light. Suddenly, a cold voice came from the back seat spooked him.

"Did I tell you to drive us to the manor?"

Ladd shuddered and asked, "Boss, so where should we go?"

"Home," said the man evenly.

Fortunately, Ladd was smart enough and didn't ask any more questions. He turned the car around and went on a different route.

Grace remained silent all the way. She did not know what else she could do.

Nor did she know what he was going to do to her.

They were heading to their former apartment.

Grace was tightly held by Ladd all the way there. The car parked at the underground parking lot. The door opened, and she was dragged out of the door.

Grace suppressed her feelings and didn't say anything in front of Ladd. She was silent because she wanted to hold on to her ridiculous pride. She didn't want to be defeated. Grace didn't dare to think about what the man was going to do.

They took the elevator up to the floor where they used to live.

"I don't have the key."

She resisted. The door in front of her was familiar, but she didn't want to enter the room.

The man ignored her and took out the key.

She widened her eyes. With a click sound, the door opened. Finally, she couldn't help trembling. This time, it wasn't because she was afraid, but because she was angry. "How did you get the key!"

She asked hoarsely in a low voice.

He mocked, squinting at her, the irony in

Yes!

That was right!

he not

She was stupid!

believe that

just

said the man frostily. He looked coldly at the woman struggling in his arm,

She was so reluctant!

not want to come

How could

But the man remained

grabbed a shoulder of the woman and forced

out of habit, he squatted down to take his slippers from the shoe cabinet in the doorway.

stared at the empty space in the

lifted the woman on his shoulder

you out of your

She shouted angrily.

violently but was still

After entering the room, he put her on the bed, stood in front of her, and stared at her

even finish her

coldly. Deep in his eyes, there was an undetectable pain.... Let

let you go, who's going

let go of the

"I'm so...." Tired....

explain why you were in the hospital? Why

about you explain why you're

up his lips coldly.... She thought that he was spying on her. She knew

hadn't been for

rage in his

in bad health," she had no choice but to tell

you're ready to

marrow donation. I

you.... Grace,

if something happens to you, I will...." he reproached angrily

so

chest heaved drastically. She didn't care

great pain in his black eyes. The man closed his eyes abruptly so that she wouldn't see

more despaired

sneered at himself.... She didn't care

did not care

if she knew of the danger that would arise, she still decided to

"He's my brother."