When Love Turns to Ashes

Chapter 83 You Are A Donkey

I'll do it myself.

Although

Beatrice's

heart was burning, her back still instinctively

stiffened.

She lifted her gaze and met his eyes directly. In the dimness, she could only feel that it was a bottomless abyss.

He, however, gently rested his chin on his hand, looking at her with great interest, a faint smile playing at the corners of his lips.

Beatrice remembered those not-so-good moments, and she turned her cheeks away in humiliation.

She bit her inner lip hard, the taste of blood filling her mouth, but she still struggled to restrain

he

torment inside her, and she had to continue biting

biting her lip hard... Suddenly, her jaw ached, her lips slightly parted, and blood trickled down from the corner of her

mouth.

The man in front squinted his eyes and a hint of anger flickered in his gaze.

He got angry.

first place?"

"So unwilling like this? Then why did you provoke me in the first

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Beatrice didn't speak and didn't want to look at him.

Suddenly, the force gripping her chin increased little by little.

She winced in pain, her eyes filled with mist, her long lashes trembled and became wet. Even so, her gaze remained stubborn, refusing to look down.

Caden loosened his grip slightly, and his finger, adorned with a red jade ring, rubbed the bloodstain at the corner of her mouth forcefully.

"You were not a dog, you were a donkey," he said heavily, with a hint of resignation.

Beatrice pursed her lips, the strong restraint she had just exerted slowly crumbling away as lightly brushed against her.

She couldn't help but tightly clutch the silk shirt, the sweat in her palms leaving streaks of watermarks on the fabric, crumpled and gathered together, revealing glimpses of her waist and abdomen. Messy and broken.

Caden's eyes flickered slightly, and a certain

emotion surged within him.

He suddenly leaned in close, his hot breath blowing onto Beatrice's face, causing her body to tremble involuntarily.

He pulled her arm around his neck, and in the next moment, he suddenly stood up. She let out a

cry, the ending of which was caught between his lips.

low

aden held Beatrice with one hand and pressed her head down to deepen the kiss. He walked a few steps and then pressed her onto the bed.

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voice sounded soft and weak, but the tone of fear

The

in front of him

man

couldn't bear it and

could he let

apple rolled twice as he cupped Beatrice's nape

weakly

her, as if a beast had encountered delicious food and was

in the back of her neck, and instantly opened her eyes wide,

fire inside him, slowly extinguishing it bit by bit. He half supported his body and raised his hand to lightly pinch Beatrice's

that, he got up and went

he came out, he was chilled all over, while the person on the bed was sleeping peacefully, covered

moisture on his body and

was also despised

frowned and unconsciously shifted her body, unwilling to have people close to

reached out and pulled the

The next room.

pulling open the neckline, revealing half of her

waiting for Caden with

at the wall in front of her, next to which was

should have heard the noise

the whole night unable

really have to thank Nyasia for the

until the rain stopped and

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the sky,

the sound of someone taking a

her teeth and stared at the white wall, the sheets beneath her were almost torn apart. Beatrice,

The next day.

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was awakened by a sudden knocking

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you?"

why aren't you

we would have called the butler

was Selina and

then immediately stood up and looked around.

with her,

of bed, the door was pushed

of people

and the butler, and even a few

room.

rushed to the

displeased at the butler and said, "What are you

hesitated for a moment, instinctively looking at Madelynn. She was Caden's fiancée,

How could he

the door. The butler's eyes flickered, and he deflected, saying, "Ms. Lindsey, I'm very sorry. Ms. Bradford said you had been unresponsive to her, and she was worried about you, so she asked me

her teeth, saying, "Beatrice, I was too anxious to forget, but... as soon as we opened the door, you woke up. You wouldn't intentionally not open the

glanced at Selina as she

waiting for Beatrice to answer, Selina quickly stood in front of her and said, "How could Beatrice hide anything? Everything here belongs to Nyasia, Ms. Bradford. Please don't make fake accusations.

paintings in the guest rooms of the mansion were expensive. If they were lost, the butler would

a signal to the men

opened the wardrobe and