Chapter 185 Fight Desperately with Him
Before Susan could react, the Bentley sped up and screeched to a halt right in front of her, leaving black skid marks on the road.
Startled, Susan's heart raced.
The rear door opened, and a guy in a white shirt stepped out.
Seeing Seb, Susan's first instinct was to run.
But Seb quickly caught up and grabbed her arm.
"What are you doing? Let go of me!" Susan struggled.
Seb didn't give her a chance. He wrapped his arms around her waist and tossed her into the car.
"Help!" Susan's cry was drowned out by the city noise.
Someone saw Susan being thrown into the car and pointed at Seb, saying, "Hey, what's going on? You can't just grab someone like that!"
Seb shot a cold glance and said, "My wife and I are arguing. Do you really need to interfere?"
The person laughed. "Women need a lesson sometimes. Take her home and teach her well!" Then he rode off on a motorcycle.
Inside the car, Susan tried to get out, but Seb pushed her back in and got in himself.
Susan never expected Seb to kidnap her in broad daylight. She tried to open the door, even if it meant jumping out.
But the car was locked, and nothing worked. Frustrated, she kicked the door.
"Mr. Johnson, stop the car!" Susan looked at Leon, the driver.
Leon glanced in the rearview mirror and said, "Ms. Wilson, I can't stop without Mr. Anderson's orders."
Susan got even angrier. "Leon, Seb is illegally detaining me. Are you going to help him commit a crime? This is against the law!"
"Sorry, I can't stop the car," Leon replied calmly.
Susan was exasperated and wanted to say more.
But Seb cut her off, "Don't make things difficult for Leon. He only listens to me."
Susan shot Seb a cold look and threw her shopping bag at him.
Just like with the vase, Seb didn't dodge. The bag hit his face and fell onto the back seat.
The clothes inside spilled out. Seeing the neatly folded men's clothes and shoes, Seb's brows furrowed.
"Who did you buy these for?" Seb asked, clearly annoyed.
"None of your business!" Susan snapped, pulling out her phone to make a call.
Seb, furious, glared at her and snatched the phone from her hand.
"Give me back my phone!" Susan lunged to grab it.
Seb saw she was dialing 911 and quickly hung up, tossing the phone aside. It rolled under the seat.
Frustrated, Susan started punching Seb. "Seb, you bastard! I'll beat you to death!" she yelled, venting all her anger on his chest.
Seb let her hit him, but when she didn't stop, he finally grabbed her wrists. "Have you had enough?" he shouted.
Susan glared at him. "Let go of me. Stop the car and let me go!"
Seb looked at her, frowned, and then kissed her.
Susan's curses were silenced. Seb's arms tightened around her waist, and the kiss was long and intense.
Susan hesitated, then widened her eyes, staring at Seb. This kiss felt different from before. He seemed more involved.
Realizing she was distracted, she tried to push him away, but he didn't budge.
Frustrated, she took off her high heel and hit him on the head.
The heel made a dull thud, and a bump formed on Seb's head. He let go, and Susan backed away, still holding her shoe.
Seb touched his forehead, feeling the bump, clearly in pain.
Susan knew she was in trouble but didn't regret it. Seb had been harassing her, and he deserved it.
She noticed a scar on his jaw from when she hit him with a vase last time. He hadn't learned his lesson.
Seb's eyes turned fierce. "Don't test my limits," he growled.
"You started this. Stop the car and let me go, or I'll be even more unkind," Susan warned, holding her high heel as a weapon.
She quickly took off her other shoe and pointed both at Seb, ready to defend herself if he came closer.
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