Chapter 3 Unexpected Encounter

"Sorry." Astrid's head hung so low it couldn't go any lower, wishing she could bury it in her armpit. Face flushed red, she finished speaking and fled like she were escaping.

Silas watched Astrid run off without even daring to lift her head, feeling both annoyed and amused.

He had known since last night that she was Astrid, Oliver's fiancée. She had way more guts than he'd imagined.

"Silas, what are you spacing out for! Come in quick, just had a patient, got held up." From inside the office, Jack Murphy called out to him.

"Wait, help me with something first." Silas didn't move. He stared in the direction Astrid had disappeared, his eyes dark and deep.

Jack was confused. "What is it?"

Silas lowered his voice and leaned close to Jack's ear, asking him to pull up Astrid's medical records from earlier.

After Jack heard him out, a knowing smile spread across his face. "First crush? Or are you into married women? As a friend, I gotta warn you, that's not cool."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jack seemed to realize something, looking at Silas with horror. "Wait! That patient just now, was that the one from last night?"

Silas's face maintained that calculating, ice-cold expression. He answered casually, "Exactly what you're thinking."

Meanwhile, on the other side, Astrid finally made it back to the villa after a long ordeal, leaving the hospital.

The whole way, she cursed Silas from head to toe.

So rough, what woman could handle that?

Back home, seeing the dress that had appeared in the room, Astrid didn't even look at it and went straight to the bedroom.

Materially, Oliver was never stingy; as long as she asked, he would respond.

Before, she took this as caring, but now it seemed like nothing more than a deceptive trick.

The next day, Oliver called an hour early, saying the driver was already on the way.

To avoid making her angry, he sweet-talked her on the phone, "Astrid, the Montgomery family people are all coming today, I really can't get away. Once you arrive, I'll only stay with you."

"Got it." Astrid suppressed her disgust and hung up.

Oliver was disgusting, but a top-tier gala was worth her effort to work; maybe she'd meet someone who could help her future.

She changed into a snow-white dress, simply pinned up her hair, and once she was ready, the car arrived.

At the event venue, luxury cars were everywhere.

Oliver had been waiting by the roadside early. Seeing the car, he immediately came forward, thoughtfully opening the door for her and extending his elbow.

Astrid didn't want him to notice anything, so she lightly took his arm.

"I'll take you to meet my uncle. Several of my projects need his approval. He rarely shows up at events, so you need to make a good impression." Oliver whispered in her ear as they walked, greeting others along the way.

Little did he know, everyone's attention was entirely on Astrid beside him.

Soon, Oliver brought her to a quiet corner, waiting patiently for Silas to finish talking with the person beside him before approaching.

"Uncle Silas, this is my girlfriend, Astrid." Oliver introduced her with a proud face.

"Hello, Mr. Montgomery." Astrid greeted him, her expression clear, her tone steady, without any sign of pretense.

Silas was wearing a deep purple suit today, with two buttons of his white shirt underneath undone, revealing his Adam's apple, which moved up and down as he spoke.

His hand gripping the wine glass unconsciously tightened. His face was cold as thousand-year-old ice, his eyes briefly sweeping over their linked arms.

"Hello."

Silas responded coldly, considering the greeting done. He completely ignored Oliver and turned to leave.

Oliver looked at his retreating figure with confusion, bewildered.

Had he upset Silas again?

"I'm going to the restroom." Astrid took the opportunity to withdraw her hand. Without waiting for Oliver's response, she headed out.

She surveyed the people at the event as she walked, calculating which ones she could approach.

Just as she entered the restroom, the door was closed behind her.

Astrid turned around and saw that noble, deep purple figure. Alarm bells immediately went off as she reminded him, "Mr. Montgomery, this is the women's room. You've got the wrong one."

Silas's mouth twitched as he looked at her leisurely.

"What? Don't recognize me now?" Silas's voice carried a hint of anger.

"Should I recognize you?" Astrid's face was indifferent.

Why did everyone in the Montgomery family act so high and mighty? What did they take her for!

"I'm giving you a chance, get out now! Don't think just because you're Oliver's uncle, I won't expose you as a pervert who goes into women's restrooms." Astrid turned around, facing the mirror to fix her appearance.

As soon as she finished speaking, a pair of hot, burning hands appeared around her waist.

Her body lifted into the air, and she was suddenly sitting on the sink counter, with Silas's hands caging her on either side.

"Let me help you remember exactly who I am."

"You bastard, let me go!" She cursed in panic, reaching to feel around the counter for her phone.

Before she could dial, the phone rang.

It was Oliver. Silas's eyes darkened. He reached into his suit pocket and pulled out a tube of ointment, waving it in front of her.

"Do you know you left your medicine at the hospital?"

Astrid opened her mouth, stunned.

How did he know? He really had investigated her!

Her shame and anger intensified, and she lifted her leg to kick at Silas.

Silas grabbed her ankle with one hand, and with the other hand covered in some ointment, before Astrid could react, his hand slipped under her skirt.

A feeling like electricity surged through her entire body, making Astrid shudder involuntarily.

"Don't make noise." His voice was low, "I caused it, I'll take responsibility. Don't make me have sex with you right here."

Astrid's mind went blank. A strange sensation from a certain part of her body made her suddenly jolt.

"Let go of me now! Oliver's calling me!"

"Oliver? Calling him so affectionately?" Silas's face was bold, serious, with a hint of suppressed anger.

As punishment, he pushed his long, defined fingers deeper inside her with more force.

Astrid suddenly clamped her legs together, a broken moan nearly escaping her lips.

"You are ridiculous."

"Astrid?" Oliver's voice suddenly came from outside. "Are you talking?"

Astrid looked up in panic, biting her lip hard, not daring to make a sound.

"Why are you taking so long? If you don't say anything, I'm coming in."