Broken Wings (2)

"Treat her."

Edward said forcefully.

Andrew sighed.

Andrew almost fell for Edward's honey trap again. Edward was probably the most unlikely man in the world who would be regretful or sad.

"To be honest, I can't read your mind. There are so many women in the world, but you never take a glance at them. However, you hide the girl at home to vent your anger out on her... What's wrong with you?" Andrew said with a somewhat fearful voice.

Edward suddenly called out Andrew's name. There was an obscure hint of warning in his voice.

"Andrew Blake."

"Alright, got it." Andrew showed a polite smile and ignored Edward's eccentric face.

"Go and see her yourself. When you brought her back three months ago, she was badly injured. She had almost recovered before tonight. You've made it all bad again."

Andrew raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was past two in the morning. He asked Edward to take good care of the patient in the tone of a good patient. Then Andrew shuffled out tiredly.

...

Everything returned to silence.

Edward stood on the balcony and did not move. His sight fell on the pretty blooming roses in the garden in front of him. They had been well attended by her over the past few months. These flowers of different colors had become a source of warmth in this house.

Edward turned the knob to open the door. Two or three maids were in the bedroom. When they saw Edward, they immediately greeted him with respect, "Mr. Hartman."

Edward raised his finger and made a gesture of silence.

He said slowly, "Get out."

The women immediately left the room and closed the door.

Edward walked near the bed and sat by the bedside. He raised his hand and caressed her face.

Edward's heart hurt. He was to blame for the injuries on her body.

A few hours ago, she saw Edward shoot someone to death. She knew clearly that the victim wanted to harm her wife, but the utmost malice in his eyes made her shudder. Edward was merciless, so he was used to this kind of scene. But it was the first time she saw a person die in front of her. The idea that first sprang to her mind was to escape.

So, she made the first mistake in front of him. When Edward reached out to her, she instinctively retreated backward.

It was such a small movement, revealing that she wanted to escape from him. It irritated Edward. Ignoring the fear in her eyes, he forcefully dragged her back home, threw her onto the bed, and tore her dress apart.

Why her?

This was a good question.

Andrew, Barry Hartman, and even himself had asked the same question.

Why would he force her to be his wife?

Edward stared at her for a while.

He suddenly wanted to smoke. But he remembered that she didn't like the smell of smoke, so he gave up.

There was only the sound of liquid dripping from the infusion tube.

It seemed that the sound was reminding him of what horrible things he had just done. Edward knew clearly that she had always been afraid of him. Since they got married, he had never gotten intimate with her because she was injured. But he still forced himself onto her and took her virginity.

The moment he smashed into her, Edward was attracted by her fragility.

He thought she was beautiful. She could not defend or resist. He could own her easily.

The sheets had not been changed in time, and he could faintly see the redness under the quilt. He remembered the sentence she had inadvertently shouted when he entered her body from behind the second time. She said, "I don't feel well..." At that time, he ignored it. He brushed a kiss on her neck and only replied, "I will make you feel well."

However, it turned out that what she said was true.

"Why do you want to leave me?"

He suddenly asked in a low voice.

"I have decided that you're my wife, so I won't let you go. Don't you know that?"

He stopped talking and suddenly lowered his head to bite her lips.

He got his tongue in her mouth and kissed her wildly, even if she was not awake.

She was finally awakened.

The sight of him getting angry a few hours ago immediately appeared in her mind. She was frightened and awake.

"I'm sorry."

He suddenly apologized and caressed her face. His look seemed to be soft. "I'm sorry that I hurt you..."

She lowered her head to avoid his oppressive gaze. "It doesn't matter..."

"Jenna."

Edward suddenly called her by her name. His voice was so gentle. However, Jenna Kent froze. Edward added, "Stay by my side. Don't ever leave me, okay?"

She was not a fool. She understood what he meant.

Jenna had no way out and could only compromise. She lowered her head and said, "Okay."

He smiled brightly and put his hands on both sides of her body. He kissed her lips and comforted her softly. "Good girl..."

He was a monster. He had no plan to let her go ever since he met her. This was his obsession.

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