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.

shouldn't I have the key?" He mocked, squinting at her, the irony in

Yes!

That was right!

could he not

She was stupid!

stupid to believe that he would allow her

just another

the man frostily. He looked coldly at the woman struggling in his arm, his other hand clenched into a

She was so reluctant!

want to come

home. How could she

But the

shoulder of the woman and forced her into the

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

the shoe cabinet. Then

eyes, stood up, and lifted the

out of

She shouted angrily.

still

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

didn't even

looked down at her coldly. Deep in his eyes, there

if I let you go, who's going to let

let go of the woman in front of him....

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

the hospital? Why did you sign the bone

twitched. "How about you explain why you're

on you?" The man crossed his arms, curling up his lips coldly.... She thought that he was

hadn't been for him.... He clenched

irrepressible rage in his

but to tell the truth. She knew the man

you're ready to sacrifice yourself?" he

a bone marrow donation. I don't want

Grace, are you sure that nothing

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

so tight that they

drastically. She didn't care about anything! Anything!

man closed his eyes abruptly so

was more despaired

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

did not care

if she knew of her condition, even if she knew of the danger that would arise, she still decided to hide

"He's my brother."

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