Chapter 1495
Chapter 1495
Hannah was done with his apologies. “Get out of here now. My boyfriend will be here soon. I don’t want him getting the wrong idea about us.”
Steven’s voice dropped a notch. “Boyfriend?” NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.
Just as he finished asking, a man’s voice came from downstairs, “Hannah… Is this your place?” It was Jarvis’ voice.
Three days after Hannah woke up, Jarvis had texted her to inquire about her health, and they would occasionally chat. Yesterday, she went back to her hometown and told Jarvis. Jarvis said he was working on a project in the city and offered to visit her today.
Hannah knew it was him. “Jarvis, my house is right here. The gate is open. Just come in. I’m upstairs.”
Hannah struggled to get out of bed to greet her guest. But Steven held her tightly, not letting her get out of bed. “You’re still in touch with Jarvis?”
Hannah gave him a challenging look. “Jarvis is my boyfriend. I should be in touch with him, not a stranger like you.”e2
Steven, “Hannah, everyone in your village knows I’m your husband: Jarvis is late.”
Hannah, “So what?”
Steven, “Aren’t you afraid of being gossiped about?”
Hannah, “As if I’m not used to it? With my job, I deal with rumors every day. You think I’m scared of gossip?”
Steven, “I’m sorry I didn’t protect you better.” Steven had always known that there were many negative comments about Hannah online, many of which were rumors people had deliberately spread to frame her.
He was fully capable of helping her deal with these, but he chose not to. Because he enjoyed the feeling of her helplessness and dependence on him, thinking that it would keep her under his control, unable to leave him.
Hannah, “You’re not my family, you don’t have to protect me.”
Steven, “…”
Hannah didn’t want to hear his voice anymore and asked him to leave again, “Go back to where you came from, and don’t show up in front of me again.”
“Hannah, do you need help with something? I’m here to help…” Jarvis’ voice got closer and closer, and as soon as he turned round the staircase, he would see everything in the room.
Just then, Steven suddenly lowered his head and bit Hannah’s lip hard. He bit hard, breaking her lip. The taste of blood instantly filled their mouths.
Bastard! He was taking advantage of her again in such a despicable way. Hannah pushed him hard but couldn’t push him away. Instead, she was bitten even harder.
“Hannah, are you okay? I’m coming upstairs…” Jarvis came upstairs and turned the corner to see this scene. Almost instinctively, he thought Hannah was being violated by some bastard and wanted to save her right away.
Steven let go of Hannah and then turned his head to look at him. “Mr. Jarvis, what a coincidence! I didn’t expect to run into you in my wife’s house.”
When Steven said, “my wife,” he emphasized heavily. His tone was full of hostility.
Jarvis wasn’t scared of him, he smiled back. “So it’s President Dixon! I thought it was some punk coming to bully my girlfriend Hannah.”
My girlfriend Hannah!
Why did he call Hannah that?