Chapter 105 Win Him Over

Josephine unconsciously took a step back when she felt the frosty air he emanated.

“We’re leaving,” Lewis stated after grabbing hold of her wrist.

Her lips were pursed as she silently followed behind him. She stumbled multiple times and almost fell as she couldn’t keep up with his brisk pace. She was shoved into the car, and the door was slammed shut before she could pull herself upright. The sound was deafeningly loud.

He remained silent during the drive back to the villa, and upon reaching, he got down, opened her door, and dragged her out of the car. She faltered behind him, struggling to keep up, desperate to break free from his tight grip.

Josephine fell forward and landed on her knees when he abruptly flung her. The pain from the impact on her knees was so intense that her vision momentarily blacked out. Her mouth was open, and her hands were braced on the ground as her tears flowed uncontrollably, Raising her head, she looked at the enraged man before her with watery eyes.

With an intense glare and a scornful laugh, Lewis confronted her. “Have I been too lenient with you, Josephine? Is that why you dare to disregard my words as empty threats?”

She shrank back upon hearing his threatening tone and frantically shook her head. She raised her hands to sign, but Lewis shoved her to the ground before she could even form a single sign.

“Stop signing!”

She was seized with terror.

He clamped down on her hands with so much force that it felt as though her bones would break.

“What’s the point in you signing? You don’t take my words seriously or remember anything I’ve said. Your hands are unnecessary since you refuse to listen, so why don’t you become a true mute?”

at him

looking as though he wanted to hack her into

mouth and tried to make a

he saw

much force.

even hear her bones cracking. She curled up from the pain and looked pleadingly

speaking to himself. Gripping her wrists tightly, he made

stairs.

her chin, and said, “Since care so much about Mrs. Jinkins, you can forget about

you

on to his sleeve with one hand,

hand and turned to leave, but she threw herself at him and clung

as he

was utterly powerless to do something as simple as begging for sympathy. Desperately clinging to his leg, she summoned all her strength and slowly rose to

stayed where he was, closed his

Embracing him tightly, she lifted her gaze to

and watched as she stiffly attempted to form words with

begging you,”

upwards, no longer seething with anger. He asked, “Don’t you think it’s too late for you to be begging

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