Unexpected Blessing After Divorce

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.”

him tell 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? It’s a crime

if he

Psycho!” she

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

eyes and

moment. She knew Harry wasn’t scaring

body. She collapsed on the floor and gazed at Harry in front of her for a long time, her face. gloomy.

the ground, walked to the couch, and picked up her hand to take a look at the gold cuff. Although the cuff was polished smoothly, probably because Annabelle struggled hard to get free, there were still some noticeable wounds on her wrist connecting to the base of her

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,

raise his head as he examined the scars on Annabelle’s

answered, “Yes, I’ll go get it if

the medicine first, then

downstairs, took the medicine for Harry, and left after giving it to

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

tenderness in his eyes and movements. At first, Harry seemed to be a saint whose only focus was his

has always looked down

their school, and he was

would be fun to turn the saint into an ordinary man. Besides, it was satisfying if a mythical man like Harry would fall for herself

did have some feelings for him as

then dump him. Annabelle expected him to succumb to his Achilles heel and go

at the time. He’d find ways to satisfy her whenever she

slight frown on her face, and if she accidentally bruised herself, he

of these things, but she laughed at

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