Flora had anticipated this outcome when she came in, although she still didn't know what grudge she had with the Smith Family. But judging from Maxwell's hatred towards her, she knew that there would be no peaceful days ahead!Flora steadied herself, took a deep breath, and fearlessly stared at Mrs. Smith, saying, "Mrs. Smith, I don't know why you hate me so much, or what I have done to betray the Smith Family?" She wanted to know, besides breaking off the engagement, had she done anything outrageous?Joshua glared at her and sneered, "Flora, stop pretending here. If it weren't for you inciting Henry White, would he silently drive the Smith Family Group to ruin?"Flora loved Henry White, and that was something he had known from the very beginning, and it was something he couldn't tolerate the most. To vent his anger and seek revenge on her, he had openly engaged in flirtations with various women to catch her attention!"Henry...?" Flora murmured, then lifted her head to stare at him,
Maxwell gazed at the young girl in his arms, her left cheek swollen and crying like a small kitten. The sound of Flora's desperate and hopeless cries echoed through his mind as she fell asleep. There was a strange feeling in his heart, whether it was sympathy or empathy, he couldn't say. He believed that both were impossible, as he never sympathized or empathized with anyone, especially not his enemy!Nevertheless, he carried her horizontally and walked upstairs, placing her on the cold bed in the bedroom. He stared at her pained sleeping face, the swollen left cheek, and the faint traces of kisses on her neck. Every mark was a manifestation of pain!Maxwell stared at her for a long time before turning to leave. After taking a few steps, he hesitated and turned back. He pulled the nearby blanket and covered her before finally walking away.Even Maxwell personally went to the engine room to raise the temperature. When he returned to the bedroom, he couldn't believe his own actions. Sin
Flora secretly felt relieved that Maxwell Smith did not forcefully occupy her last night. Getting out of bed, she walked into the bathroom, took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and headed towards the door. As she descended the stairs, she happened to run into Mrs. Smith, Joshua, Oliver, and Robin having breakfast.Flora felt extremely uncomfortable standing there. As a maid, she lived in the luxurious rooms on the second floor with the family, which made her feel out of place. But Nancy hadn't arranged a separate room for her, and Maxwell intended for her to stay in that freezing room, so she had no choice but to continue living on the second floor!Joshua looked at the still beautiful Flora with a mocking smirk, no longer the infatuated gaze from over a month ago. He sneered, "Miss White, did you sleep well last night?"Flora knew he was mocking her and had no intention of answering. She greeted them lightly, "Good morning, young masters. Good morning, madam."Mrs. Smith, seein
Flora, whose hair was grabbed by him, endured the pain until her scalp went numb, and forced herself to look at him as she struggled to speak, "I will go and call someone to serve you a bath right away!"It hurt so much! The pain was almost unbearable!"I want you to serve me personally."Joshua poured a bucket of ice water on her face, causing her to be shocked and embarrassed. With one hand entwined in her beautiful hair, his other hand slowly reached for the buttons on his shirt. As his hand passed, each small button fell off one by one, deepening the cold smile on his face!Flora White! His former fiancee was a proud and arrogant woman! Maxwell allowed him to vent his anger, and he wouldn't let go of any chance to humiliate her. But why did he feel like he was the one being humiliated? Even if he took off his clothes, what could he do when he couldn't even stand up?The only advantage was being able to see her panic, her agony. Compared to his broken leg, it was trivial, but it wa
Maxwell was shocked and hurriedly lifted her out of the bloody water. He carried her out of the bathroom and laid her on the white bed, his large hands firmly holding her still-bleeding wrist! With his other hand, he quickly dialed the family doctor's number. He only let go of her when he managed to stop the bleeding.While waiting for the doctor to arrive, he wiped the water droplets off her body and hair, covered her with a blanket, and made sure everything was properly taken care of before the doctor arrived. He had never felt so nervous before, and it surprised him. Given his personality, he would surely find reasons to deceive himself. Because he would never admit, even if he were to be killed, that his anxiety stemmed from not wanting her to die, let alone admitting that he no longer wished to harm her cruelly...Doctor Alan quickly treated Flora's wounds, hung up the IV drip, and secretly glanced back at Maxwell sitting on the couch, no longer as anxious as before. He hesitated
Flora finally woke up completely from the disturbance and slowly opened her eyes after moving her body. Upon waking up, she was greeted by Robin's joyful face and Oliver's gentle handsome face. Her heart trembled, she hadn't died?!The wound on her hand throbbed with a piercing pain, and she couldn't move at all, just lying stiffly on the bed. She glanced around the large bedroom and realized she was lying in Maxwell's bed. Among the sheets, there was a lingering masculine scent that belonged to him!Oliver leaned down and stared at her up close, his deep gaze revealing a hint of displeasure. He asked, "Why did you do this? Why did you attempt suicide?"Flora was taken aback, meeting his eyes, and with great difficulty, she replied, "Because I thought death was better than being alive. I'd rather die.""Do you think this is worth it?" Oliver raised his displeased tone a few notches, dissatisfied with her response!Flora shook her head, a few tears sliding down from the corners of her
Three days passed, and Flora was already able to do some simple things. Although the wound still hurt, her body had regained its vitality.In the evening, as she was preparing to sleep, a burst of car sounds suddenly came from outside the window. Flora could clearly distinguish between the sounds of Oliver's and Maxwell's cars. And this time, she could tell it was Maxwell's Porsche.Flora's heart suddenly skipped a beat. That man hadn't come back for almost a week now. Today, when he returned, he would surely summon her to his bedroom. Usually, every one or two days, he would call her or directly storm into her bedroom.As the car sounds faded, Flora maintained a high level of vigilance, listening to any movements outside the room. Fortunately, she didn't hear his steady footsteps at the entrance of the bedroom. Flora finally breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that maybe Maxwell hadn't come to bother her because she was injured.With this thought in mind, Flora closed her eyes and pe
Standing before her, Maxwell cruelly smirked, "Don't worry, you won't fare any better than him." He needed to use cruel methods to numb his already wavering heart, otherwise, he might end up being the one defeated!Flora crawled forward frantically, falling heavily to the ground, then holding onto his leg, lifting her tear-streaked face pleadingly, "Maxwell! I was wrong! It's all my fault, it's my responsibility alone, please spare him! I beg you!""Oh, really? Didn't you say before that you knew nothing? How come today you're willing to shoulder all the blame?" Maxwell sneered, looking down at her. The deeper her love for Henry, the more he resented her!"What will it take for you to let him go?!" Flora screamed in despair. The thought of Henry suffering at the hands of this cruel man twisted her heart in pain.Maxwell turned around, took the disc off the player, and threw it beside her, mocking, "This is a keepsake for you. Let him go? Don't ever expect it in this lifetime, just lik