The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In

Chapter 391 Going Out

Tessa had already taken her seat at the dining table. Feeling the man’s gaze on her, she nearly buried her whole face in her bowl. She didn’t dare face someone like Victor–someone who could casually strip another person’s clothes without blinking an eye.

He was dangerous. Even from a distance, Victor could sense the tension radiating from Tessa.

Lighting a cigarette, he took a drag and asked, “Did you lock your door last night?” His voice broke the silence.

Tessa’s hand trembled as she held the spoon, which dropped straight into her bowl. She nodded nervously. “Yeah.”

Victor looked at her. Smoke curled in the air, blurring his expression, but Tessa could still feel the weight of his stare pressing down on her.

She didn’t dare speak again. Her hand shaking, she fished the spoon out of the bowl, scooped some porridge, and fed it into her mouth.

Victor asked, “What do you think I’d do to you?”

Tessa shook her head quickly, stammering, “N–no… nothing. You wouldn’t… You’re not interested

in me.”

At least, that was what she gathered from Star’s information. Victor wasn’t into her type.

Victor said, “Then why did you lock the door?”

self–protection? She screamed inside her head but didn’t dare say a word out loud. She’d

Tessa didn’t respond, Victor chuckled coldly. “Starting

shook again. The spoon nearly dropped a second time. She looked up at Victor with a

just being in the same house with him. Did she not

reply. He just stared at her coldly. That looks

roof. She had to accept the reality of living by their rules. She needed to call Star soon and have her get to the bottom of

fix the situation, and get away from

Victor said. “Eat faster.”

A+B Pearls

she didn’t have peace when sleeping. Now she

“We’re

Go out? Where? God, no. What if they ran into another life–or–death situation? She only had one life, and she intended to keep

Is it dangerous?” She asked. her voice tense. She was scared of Victor, yes, but those past encounters had terrified her even

figured out what had happened with her mother, she didn’t want to go anywhere. She just wanted

replying coolly,

to her throat. Mind going blank for a moment, she blurted out, “I’m

die. If she went through that kind of thing again, she really would die. And she didn’t

to die.

worry. I’ll keep