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.

I have the key?" He mocked, squinting at her, the irony in his eyes

Yes!

That was right!

not have the

She was stupid!

that he would allow her to

just another

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

She was so reluctant!

not want

their home. How could

was heart-wrenching. But the

a shoulder of the woman and

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

the empty space in the shoe cabinet. Then he

eyes, stood up, and lifted the woman on his shoulder

out of your

She shouted angrily.

still

on the bed, stood in front of her, and stared at her coldly with his arms crossed. "If I beg you to

didn't even finish her

man interrupted resolutely. He looked down at her coldly. Deep in his eyes, there

if I let you go, who's going to let me go?" he thought

all his life than let go of the woman in front of him.... He wouldn't let

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

hospital? Why did you sign

twitched. "How about you explain

lips coldly.... She thought that he was spying

for

irrepressible rage in his

no choice but

to sacrifice

donation. I

will be fine, but you.... Grace, are you sure that nothing

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

his fists so

drastically. She didn't

his black eyes. The man closed

more despaired than

She

not care

knew of her condition, even if she knew of the danger that

"He's my brother."