Chapter 311

Harry emerged from the bathroom some 20 minutes later, filling the air with hot steam and shampoo fragrance. His hair was still wet, and he walked while tying the bathrobe strap.

He glanced at Annabelle, walked to the couch, sat down, picked up his phone, and looked at it for a while. She wasn’t sure what he saw because suddenly, a frown appeared on his cold face.

After reading it, he casually threw the phone on the table and glanced at her again.

“Come here.”

Annabelle was pressed against the corner of the bed, staring at him from afar. She used to think Harry was insane, but she never feared him. Now, as she stared at his extremely familiar face and his familiar gaze, she was overcome with fear.

Even so, Annabelle had never shown any vulnerability in front of Harry as he was her simp. Hence, even if she was terrified now, she would not show her fear to

him.

She shook the chain on her left hand and sneered. “What is this?”

Harry glanced at her wrist, got up from the couch, strolled toward her, and looked down at her.

Harry was tall. Even if she tried hard to lift her head, seeing his face clearly from that angle was still rather difficult.

But Annabelle still met his eyes with her intuition and didn’t look away.

“You’re asking me what that is?” Harry spoke in an unusually gentle tone. A smile appeared on his face while he spoke, and it was a cheerful one.

He squatted down in front of Annabelle and held her wrist, with his fingers rubbing against the iron cuff. “Don’t you love running away, Annabelle? From now on, you can only stay here and won’t be able to leave.”

her all these things in a gentle tone, and she couldn’t help butдash out in anger. “Are you insane, Harry? Do you realize you’re illegally detaining me?

if he was laughing at

Psycho!” she cursed

continued to curse in her heart. “How long are you going to lock me up?” she snapped at Harry, pulling her wrist from his grasp.

stared into her eyes and

knew Harry wasn’t scaring her but truly

if all her strength had been taken from her body. She collapsed on the floor and gazed at Harry in front of her for a long time, her face. gloomy.

cuff. Although the cuff was polished

rang the bell, and Sophia soon came in. She glanced at the two people on the couch and quickly lowered her head as she queried, “Mr. Ziegler, what can I

head as he examined the scars on Annabelle’s

get it if

“Bring the medicine first,

the medicine for Harry,

a cotton swab to sterilize the wounds on Annabelle’s wrist before applying a layer of ointment. Annabelle felt a slight tingling pain in the wounds, but it quickly faded, leaving a cold and refreshing sensation on her

his eyes and movements. At first, Harry seemed to be a saint

has always looked down on such

a myth in their school, and he was a man even Yuliana had

saint into an ordinary man. Besides, it was satisfying if a mythical man

have some feelings for him as

she could do to provoke him. Initially, she wanted him to fall in love with her and then dump him. Annabelle expected him to succumb to his Achilles heel and go insane for her, but she didn’t

time. He’d

slight frown on her face, and if she accidentally bruised herself, he would treat her right away.

was proud of these things, but she laughed at him

advise her to be extra careful and not hurt herself anymore. Then, he would kiss her until she couldn’t laugh and

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