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.

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

Yes!

That was right!

could he not

She was stupid!

was so stupid to believe that he

just another

you in?" said the man frostily. He looked coldly at the woman struggling in his arm, his other hand clenched into

She was so reluctant!

want to

their home. How could she

was heart-wrenching. But the man remained

grabbed a shoulder of the woman and

of habit, he squatted down to take his slippers from the

empty space in the shoe cabinet. Then he let out a

up, and lifted the woman on

you out of your

She shouted angrily.

struggled violently but was still

his long legs. After entering the room, he put her on the bed, stood in

didn't even finish

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

let you go, who's going to let me

go of the woman in front of him.... He wouldn't let go,

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

you explain why you were in the hospital? Why did you sign the bone

twitched. "How about you explain why you're spying

curling up his lips coldly.... She thought that he

been for

rage in his

she had no choice but to

ready to

just a bone marrow donation. I don't want

but you.... Grace, are

to you, I

fists so

didn't care about

his black eyes. The man closed his eyes abruptly

more despaired than

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

not

she knew of the

"He's my brother."

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