Chapter 5:

"So when can you let me go?"

Lalisa leaned back on the bed, her face pale, her voice lost, and her godless eyes saw despair.

Hearing that, McKay sighed, "Mss Lalisa, the young master invites you to stay here as a guest for a short time until the new baby is handed over."

Make guests?

She is locked away.

Five times seven times being violated, now she has lost her freedom; why is her life now facing so many difficulties?

She thought that until now, she still didn't know when she ended up teasing this scary man.

Lalisa sat silently, lowering her eyes to look at the blanket on her body, wanting to lift the veil, only to find that her hands were helpless.

These two days have tormented her with all her strength; now, she doesn't need anything; she feels tired even breathing.

A strong feeling of helplessness made her miserable, and sadness rushed over.

Tears ran down her pale cheeks; her arduous voice in her throat came, "Isn't it too much for you? ... How do you imprison my freedom......"

She is a person, not an object.

"Mss Lalisa, as long as you hand his baby over......"

"I've never really had a baby." Lalisa lowered her voice, her tears falling like pearls silently, "I don't understand why you all suddenly came to me."

Is this called a curse from heaven?

"Last month, the Anderson family prepared to get married on behalf of the young master, so he asked people to find out what relationship the young master had with other girls. So it was discovered three years ago that the young master had an affair with you. We can look it up in various ways, showing that he gave birth to a baby, but we couldn't find one."

"What kind of evidence?"

She asked.

"Mss Lalisa consents better than anyone else." McKay didn't give a specific explanation, just said, "Miss, this is, after all, you gave birth to the young master's child; the young master can't let his flesh and blood wander outside. "

"Like this...... I'm going to the hospital. Won't I be able to tell if I've given birth or not when I take the test.!" Lalisa made an almost humiliating suggestion.

As soon as the words were uttered, her eyes, as if at the bottom of the fountain, had also spread a layer of bitterness, slowly closing her eyes, her fingertips tightly squeezing her palm.

She didn't do anything wrong; why would she want to compromise again?

"The young master said he checked himself and didn't need a doctor," McKay said.

Test yourself.

Just thinking of..... the so-called "check" Image, the discomfort is like a flood rushing over.

Lalisa's cross-section was without a drop of blood; she opened her mouth and said, "I told you, you misunderstood."

There's no such thing as her and Louis' children here.

"Then, young lady, you say that, with only two words of Louis, the rate of miscalculation is only one in ten thousand." McKay saw she wouldn't admit the baby existed, so she said, "I'm going downstairs to prepare you something to eat."

McKay went out, and only Lalisa was left in the bedroom.

One thousandth.

She is one in ten thousand.

She raised her hand to wipe her tears and looked forward, only to see the purple curtain on the front desk on the desk with a computer-shaped pillow; her heart immediately began to shake, hastily lifted the blanket up and down the bed.

The pain in her whole body was so weak that she almost fell; Lalisa bit her lip, trying to hold back the pain, and went forward.

She held hatred in her heart with every step she took toward that beastman, Louis.

She went out, but the door was locked, so she went to the front desk very sadly, opened the computer, put it on the pillow, and started it.

While waiting for the machine to start up, Lalisa's heart beat faster and faster; the pain in her body was also magnified many times; she could only hold her fist tightly so she wouldn't let herself cry out in pain.

Louis.

Sooner or later, she brought all these painful things back to him one day.

The computer has been started, and Lalisa is very happy because it is a network.

Just like that, for no reason, it completely smoked.

Lalisa was surprised to be dumbfounded and hurriedly re-entered a line of words, but she disappeared every time she came out...

Speechless, in a panic, rolling her eyes around her, and calling the police station again on the phone, going to the newspaper office that she remembered well. She wanted to get out of here; she had to get out of here...

The results are the same. Each "beep" sound is heard and then automatically turns off.

Louis no longer came to overwhelm her, not even stopping to glance at her.

Lalisa gradually recovered, but could she be locked in this building for a few days? Would her spirit be no less?

Countless people were in the building above and below; no matter what she did, people stared at her, and even the main gate could not take a half step.

Contact is impossible; friends, associates, McKay, and the maid experts take turns asking her every day. The method of asking is also countless and highly tiring, which is not letting her go to the toilet, which is threatening,...

Days and days passed like that, her whole body just waiting to collapse.

Still, Louis insisted that she give birth to his child for some reason. Forced to ask daily, was there a time when she still had a lake, or had she lost her memories?

She clearly remembers every single thing except for the baby.

Suppose the consciousness of the baby exists. Even if she lost her memory, she must have the baby by her side. Maybe obviously not, absolutely not....

Because she didn't know what happened, what happened to her at the end~~~

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- Do not ask again. I have never given birth, nor have I ever given birth.

Being interrogated continuously, Lalisa painfully repeated again and again. Pale face, pale lips. It was almost as if she had no life left.

After the psychologist finished taking the testimony, Lalisa sat down, holding her head with both hands. The body is highly uncomfortable now.

What is the point of time passing so slowly?

Lalisa stood up and gently pulled the door open to look outside. In the end, all she saw in the hallway was a woman wearing a thin silk nightgown, the shoulders of which had fallen to her elbows, revealing some fascinating things.

Well-dressed Louis stood beside her, one arm around her, the other moving incessantly over the woman's body, thin lips toying with her neck.

"Mr. Louis...... Ah...." The woman raised her head; he could do whatever he wanted; her face showed an emotion: "Mr. Louis, I want to be together..."

"What do you want with me?" Louis bit her neck; his voice was cold, unlike when he kissed.

"I don't hope to be able to be your girlfriend; you have countless women, and it's good to be one of them; you can rest assured I'm very understanding, and I won't talk nonsense in front of the media. "The woman said a few moral words and hugged him even more tightly, "Is it okay?"

"Is it good or not to see the expression."

"I will use my whole body ."

"Smart."

Louis took a step towards the woman and walked away.

Lalisa stood at the entrance and was horrified at this scene.

This is not only a fierce man but also a beast, a perversion, and nausea. Such a person also has a woman before and after and wants to be one of the countless women.

Didn't you say you want to choose to marry someone worthy? Still rioting, the so-called social elite is very dirty......

When Lalisa pulled the door open, they walked in the opposite direction.

She walked down the hallway, looking at some pictures on the wall as she walked.

Louis is not ashamed to be the rich man in the world; these paintings are difficult to find even in restorations; there are many original collections.

Only the drawings helped her relax a little bit despite being locked up.

She stood against the wall looking at a few famous paintings; her mood slowly calmed down, feeling hungry. Because McKay and her bodyguards and psychologists kept asking questions, she hadn't eaten well for two days.

Not paying attention to the back, she followed the two bodyguards; Lalisa paced back and forth around this maze.

After walking around, she found the kitchen.

The kitchen was clean and equipped with the most advanced appliances; all the maids and chefs seemed invisible to her.

Lalisa did not talk; she went straight to pull out the refrigerator to see if there were cooking ingredients.