Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game

His voice was soft, like a leaf floating on the surface of the water, but the more it was like this, the more it made Avery Jane feel afraid.

”What, cat got your tongue?”

Joshua Hughes sneered indifferently and slowly bent down. Avery watched his handsome face enlarge in front of her like a slow-motion scene in a movie, and she shrank back in fear.

She dared not speak; she feared his approach, and there was defiance in her eyes.

Joshua stared at Avery, squinting his eyes, and a colder light condensed in his gaze.

The sexy thin lips almost formed a straight line as he spoke in a low voice: ”You want to leave, don’t you? Tell me how you plan to leave? By foot?”

Looking at her, the hostility in his eyes was like a sharp blade with an unstoppable momentum, fiercely slicing open her fragile heart.

”Alright, I’ll let you go today, try it and see?”

His body leaned slightly forward again, like a lazy lion, yet every tiny change was perilous...

”But Avery, you better be able to handle the consequences of angering me. Have you thought about the aftermath of leaving? No, you haven’t. What you can imagine isn’t nearly enough; there will be more and more things that make life a living hell for you.”

Joshua lightly touched her face, as if brushing over the most delicate petal. This little face, if he exerted himself, might be seriously deformed, right?

She didn’t move.

Avery dared not move, as if a single movement would be torn to pieces by him.

This morning, she had mustered her courage, believing she could have a new life, but just looking into his eyes made her body go limp, as if life only had aimless despair.

Her eyes slowly dimmed like starlight about to vanish.

Her eyes were dry, painfully dry; she wanted to cry, but it seemed like she couldn’t cry anymore.

It was this man, for his selfish desires, wanting to completely control her life, turning the life that originally belonged to her into a canvas for him to arbitrarily paint upon. How could there be such a selfish and terrifying man?

She didn’t answer him, and he said no more either; the air seemed to have solidified, unmoving and suffocating.

In the tranquil and ancient architecture, seemingly only the hearts of these two people were beating, up and down, rising and falling.

Don’t be weak, don’t escape, we must have our own beliefs, live for it, die for it, Nora Thompson’s words sounded in her ear, firm, instilling strength.

Her eyes slowly lifted; when there’s no other way, they can only endure, until one day they can truly contend with him and leave.

Her eyes blinked, and the air around seemed to flow again as if stirred by her long eyelashes...

”Can you blame me? Is this my fault? She’s already carrying your child; she wants me to leave, she says you’re about to get married. Then what should I do? Become the third party in your marriage and bear the insult? Mr. Hughes, is this my fault? This is your fault; if you really want me to stay peacefully, these people and things should never appear in my life again.”

Avery’s black and white eyes looked into Joshua’s eyes, accusingly speaking, with a hint of reproach in her tone.

Joshua stood there, seemingly stalled, a trace of astonishment flickered through his deep eyes; is she blaming him?

It’s the first time she used such emotions to speak to him; for a moment, he felt a bit at a loss.

The fire of anger in his chest seemed to slowly extinguish.

He looked at her; today she had endured grievances too, and a pang of pity surged in his heart: ”It won’t happen again.”

He raised his hand to gently stroke her long hair, enjoying the feeling of her strands slipping through his fingers; it was very pleasant, the faint fragrance in her hair seemed to linger on his fingertips, making him nostalgic.

In the dim teahouse, in the private room

”Madam Hughes, why must your son wait for Evelyn to give birth before giving her a title? Do you still doubt the child? It’s really too much; now Evelyn is heavily pregnant, yet he openly keeps another woman outside, how can Evelyn feel at ease?”

Harper Johnson looked at the woman sitting across, adorned in luxurious fur, wearing a massive diamond ring. This woman was beautiful, and part of Joshua’s looks were inherited from his mother.