It was ridiculous to think of having to carry the discarded food picked up from the garbage can in Nightroe's room and then putting it in plastic to move it to a more appropriate place so as not to cause a mess if the man ever found out the truth between them.
Svanna didn't want to endanger anyone anymore. Enough of Elisabeth, and a little thankful that the middle-aged woman seemed fine when they accidentally met. There were a few questions—no doubt if Elisabeth had actually asked about the gunshot wound on her arm.Now she was feeling better. Svanna didn't dispute anything, which was purely the root of her mistake. She had been too stubborn and, apparently, still had the same attitude, forcing Alex to drive her to this place, even though he had said no.Only when permission was obtained did they finally agree not to spend too much time. For a moment, Svanna looked back. Alex was obviously waiting for her. She blinked. Immediately stepped into the house with a few thingThose piercing sapphire eyes left many unexpected sensations. Svanna was sure Alex also felt an unexpected shadow, as the man even had to carefully place the bag on the floor."Sir, you didn't say you'd be back so soon."Perhaps it was part of the pleasantries. Svanna understood how Alex felt threatened when Nightroe took a step closer. She blinked, then hurriedly said, "Alex was just escorting me away, Nightroe. It's not his fault."The man's attention was distracted. Svanna swallowed harshly. Next, she felt Nightroe walking as if at a fast pace. Suddenly, the man's rough grip was already perched firmly on the shaft of her neck. "How dare you break the rules I made?"Nightroe's voice was heard hissing. How the man seemed to dislike the decision she had made. Svanna didn't understand. They—she and Alex—had already gotten permission, though sort of indirectly. Alex had obviously contacted his boss, but Nightroe did not pick up the phone call and instead
"Burn all the items she brought to this place. Make sure not a single one is left."No....Instinctively the warning alarm in Svanna rebelled violently. Nightroe couldn't make a decision like that. They couldn't burn down everything that belonged to her, but perhaps... there should be a greater effort to stop all of this."Don't do that, Nightroe. I beg you. You can punish me. Anything at all. Just don't burn all my stuff." All was revealed in an instant. Svanna knew this was the most foolish negotiation. Nightroe had looked at her as if the man was deducing something most worthy."Anything?" and asked to confirm what they were going to achieve together."Yes."Svanna was not completely ready. Suddenly, Nightroe grabbed her long hair and headed somewhere to leave no one there. They passed through a long hallway. A hallway with minimal lighting, which made various forms of horrible questions float around the shoulders.They were definitely headed for
Svanna swallowed harshly. There was no protest against the events that had happened. It was just that, this time, she needed to defend herself, so she quickly said, "You can ask me to do anything, Nightroe. But don't punish me here. Not in a place that's too dark. I beg you. You know I'm scared."Four years ago the man often offered light. Feeling the need to get rid of her fear the most. Why did Nightroe now seem to not remember promising so much happiness?"You're incapable of doing anything. Why should I believe every single thing you say?"Apparently not ....The man even strongly remembered the mistake of four years ago. Svanna's fingers seemed to be unable to hold anything as Nightroe roughly pushed her away. She fell back and hurriedly crawled, trying to prevent the door from closing. Too late."Nightroe, open the door. I'm scared."Nightroe should still be able to hear the screams from inside. He could still understand that the fear was too great to c
"Well, this is yours."For the last time, Nightroe's smile was wide. At first, all the agenda was portrayed through the way the man accepted the canvas's scribbles—they were even still talking about some small things, like when Svanna noticed where Nightroe would keep the painting. The man shrugged again. Seemingly about to say something. However, everything tentatively became vague. Everything slowly disappeared.Svanna blinked. It was certain that she still remembered every detail of Nightroe's answer."I'll keep it anywhere, as long as every time I see the scribbled image of your face... I always fall in love."Unfortunately, at this moment, that love had already disappeared.The splash of lamplight immediately prompted Svanna to crawl to the surface. She needed to repeatedly study the final situation around her. The image of fear in her mind seemed to leave a bit of a traumatic edge just imagining that she was now somewhere familiar enough but able to drag he
It was like the most precious gift of all when she was allowed to exercise freedom here, to go wherever she wanted—as long as she didn't leave the house like yesterday morning.Svanna was grateful to set foot on the edge of the pool. Observing the calm surface of the water, without trying to worry that being cooped up in a room all day could make madness explode at the top of her head.There was no telling what was going through Nightroe's mind for the man to make such an emergency decision. Svanna still felt this was very sudden. She woke up on the sofa, then found Alina covered with breakfast in hand saying something surprising to her.It was a lingering shadow... a moment she was still trying not to believe. Nightroe wouldn't be back anytime soon. That was probably the main reason. The man had been unusually busy lately, but there might be another reason behind her husband's departure.The corners of Svanna's lips curled bitterly at the thought of the woman lying
"What are you doing?" Svanna was sure her voice sounded unhinged, but Orlando's reaction showed the opposite, as if the man was not affected in any way. In fact, it was punctuated by a small chuckle, which made her instinctively rub her face so roughly that she pushed her hair back. "You know your actions last night were enough to get me in big trouble. Nightroe will be very angry if he sees me like this."All the images in Svanna's mind went out the window as she realized that her clothes, the thin dress she took last night and wearing today, were completely soaked through, even revealing contrasting undergarments, and would probably leave a lot of dirty thoughts to everyone. To Orlando, who was currently staring with a dreamy glint, then said, "You're too serious, like your asshole husband."That was not entirely true. Nightroe did not look as cold, rigid, and overly serious as he does now. Until one event in the past changed them. There was nothing to look forwa
They have different views. That was the problem. Svanna was again overwhelmed by the need for speechlessness. Nightroe observed things in detail, but that did not mean the man would understand the full truth. Orlando wasn't laughing with her—he was laughing at her. What could Svanna say? "He was laughing at me for pulling me down into the pool."Just like that. A storm of tension seemed to take over the situation she had worked so hard to save. Svanna swallowed harshly as she found the corner of Nightroe's lips twitching sarcastically—as if the man could not help himself from such a pure reaction."And you didn't try to prevent his actions?"Nightroe's heavy voice was laden with a condescending tone, also resembling an urgency that made Svanna instinctively step backwards the moment the man began to approach her. "Already—I already did, Nightroe. But your brother suddenly pulled my hand away."Svanna could hear how her voice trembled with fear. Hoping to be
"What makes you think I'm telling lies?" Svanna asked back. She's pretty sure something was wrong. Something was robbing the truth between them, and it seemed that the information at the top of Nightroe's head was clouded by an odd lie."What did you expect? You think there's something wrong with my statement? Four years ago I saw your true colors for myself. Don't act like an innocent girl. You're no longer the Johansson I first met."It was as if the man could understand what she was thinking. Could Svanna now call this a case of wrong thinking? Nightroe seemed to have just revealed the one thing that the man had been suppressing."Whatever, Nightroe. I don't feel obliged to convince you of your views. It's your right if that's what you believe. I'm already cold. Could you step aside for a moment?"Useless. It would all be for naught if she still tried to give the man serious knowledge. Nightroe would never turn around just to trust her. Even Svanna could not deny
"Are you sure you will wear this dress, Ms. Sullivan? Will it not hurt Mr. Russol Sullivan's feelings, since he personally prepared a special dress for you?" Svanna's attention was drawn to Alina's reflection in the mirror. She was sure there was nothing wrong with the satin dress and its plain touch. Perhaps it did need some work to be done. Instead, the dress Russol Sullivan had given her would be taken with them, including Alex who would be driving later. Svanna planned to return the dress to her father-in-law for some reason that she felt was acceptable. "You can rest easy. Nightroe's father will understand that I'm not used to things like this," Svanna said with a faint smile. True, at the very least, something in her still needed serious adaptation. Russol Sullivan would understand—without trying to force his will. The middle-aged man was not like Nightroe. That was something Svanna finally realized. She quickly looked at her reflection in the mirror.
"Ms, are you inside?" "The things given by Great Master Sullivan were left outside. I brought them for you." Svanna blinked repeatedly as Alina's voice from outside drew all her attention to the surface. Inevitably, it took her a while to comprehend the situation around her. Still in the same room and bed. She never realized she'd fallen asleep, and woke up in quite a mess; her hair was a mess, and her eyes were swollen with heat. "Ms?" Again. Alina's voice seemed to really urge Svanna to take action quickly. She gasped—realizing one forgotten action. Nightroe tore off the cloths attached to her body. She had not had time to do anything about it. "Wait a minute," she half shouted. Svanna immediately set foot on the floor surface of the room. She had to get dressed, at least. Walking hesitantly towards the closet, she took out anything; yeah, anything. Without seeing that it was Nightroe's oversized T-shirt. How Svanna's body almost sank. Not littl
Tension immediately shot up Svanna's spine right after Nightroe's mouth landed on the tops of her breasts. The bra had also been removed. What could she say? The lame reaction in her seemed to want to show that this was an effective dumb response; transfixed; silent; frightened. Svanna's eyes were suddenly blank. There was no resistance as Nightroe had spread her legs, though there was no denying that the man seemed to confirm for a moment. Perhaps thinking that silence was a form of readiness. Svanna winced as she felt something trying to break through to her core. Still with the same pain. Never thought that Nightroe's manhood would actually make her feel full down there. The man's hips moved tentatively. Just a start. Yeah. Nightroe was never good at just making her comfortable. Instead, he tends to wait for the right moment to deliver a big blow. Svanna gasped when Nightroe's impact took on a significant tempo from the previous prospect, where the tolera
Perhaps it was nothing but hatred wrapped around a kiss .... Svanna winced instinctively feeling Nightroe deliver a rough bite on her lower lip. Now she might find an answer. Just a punishment. Nightroe was punishing her for something that still hung between them. What did she expect from the hatred that still flared up? It was useless. There was nowhere to escape to. Svanna was even close to running out of air supply. She was a little grateful that Nightroe understood the situation she was in. However, it did not last long when the man returned to do the same. Crushing her, then pushing away the hand that she instinctively almost gave—almost touching her husband's face. The air from Svanna's lips parted in a gasp when Nightroe lifted her body. She couldn't deny, needing Nightroe's grip and broad shoulders was the only way to not make the situation between them feel chaotic. The alarm in Svanna reminded her that the man had taken steps to leave
Irony. Nightroe really knew how to manage to get her trapped. There was hardly a better phrase when Svanna's shoulders were jolted against the bathroom wall and there was absolutely no chance of escape. She even had to hold her breath when Nightroe's lips were so close to her face, and then the man asked, "Is the bitch in you trying to coax attention from my father?"The expression from the bottom of the man's heart—perhaps expressed full of pure contempt. Svanna could not imagine why Nightroe would harbor such thoughts. She really had no idea that Russoll Sullivan would receive so much information about the bad situation between them."I don't understand what you're talking about."That was all she could say as a small denial. Svanna did not expect Nightroe to cluck so close to her ear, but it had happened. She was completely unprepared when the touch of Nightroe's hand was already pinned on the shaft of her neck, which slowly became a threatening grip, should she dare
Nosebleed—again .... Svanna did not understand which word she needed to underline. Wanted to take action a little, but it seemed that Nightroe was back in the initial suit even though the man had to limp, towering over Russol Sullivan. Her father-in-law was right. Thick red liquid seeped from Nightroe's nose, while the rough hand tried to stop the bleeding from there. Not a single word was revealed from Nightroe's mouth. The man's sapphire eyes only stared intently at Russol Sullivan and... at her in turn. Svanna swallowed harshly as Nightroe almost staggered into the room. Silence instantly fell between her and Russol Sullivan. There was no telling what Svanna could say. Her mind wondered if there was some other situation that made Nightroe have to painfully touch the man's head himself. "What happened to Nightroe?" In the end, Svanna could not hold back any longer. Deciding to ask the question directly, even though Russol Sullivan's reaction was not certai
"I don't want to see that bastard."Svanna's lips almost unconsciously parted in response to Russol Sullivan's confession."I'm here to visit my favorite daugther-in-law," the middle-aged man continued with a wide smile. It was a statement and gesture that put Svanna in a slightly better mood. She had not expected that Russol Sullivan would suddenly haul the items set aside on the sofa towards her."These are all gifts for you."Surprised. However, Svanna could not express some things that were not fully able to water the arid knowledge around. Wondering what Nightroe would do later when the man found out about this.Irony. Svanna could not make Russol Sullivan wait any longer. She... by necessity—had no choice but to extend a hand to accept whatever the father-in-law gave her."You shouldn't have bothered, Papa."That was all Svanna could say. Russol Sullivan's expression implied something—perhaps she would never understand, until the middle-aged ma
Russol Sullivan was waiting there. It instinctively left a tension on Svanna's shoulders. She wondered a lot of bad things about what her father-in-law might say about the situation. However, an odd image soon sneaked up on her as she also noticed that the middle-aged man seemed to be carrying a lot of things. Around the sofa, there were already a lot of shopping papers arranged.Svanna swallowed harshly when she finally decided to step closer."Mr. Sullivan," she called nervously. There was an absurdity where Nightroe's father looked so reluctant. The middle-aged man chuckled, then gestured for her to take a seat. Svanna's mind clearly remembered: it was better for her to keep a little distance. Facing each other was at least the most promising part."I heard you were hospitalized for drowning in the bathtub?"There was no preamble. Russol Sullivan would not be able to hold back for too long. It was something ridiculous. Svanna could not deny the awkward atmosphere
"So, you brought lily flowers for me when Nightroe was there too?" asked Svanna skeptically while studying something that might be lingering behind Orlando's expression. She did not understand the man's thinking. They were two siblings who had lived together since childhood; Orlando should have known that Nightroe did not have a good tolerance for the flowers the man had chosen—no matter how consciously. However, the reluctant response behind Orlando's shoulder was a reminder of things pending. It took a lot of effort for Svanna to actually dive in, even though she could not fully grasp the prospect of being left around. The man even chuckled before finally saying, "I didn't know Nightroe was coming to see you. I thought he would never set foot into your infirmary because he never cared." If Orlando's thoughts were true like that. Svanna would not deny that it made sense. She herself never thought she would wake up and find Nightroe already there. Talking with som