Chapter 621 No Mercy
This is something he must do for his son and himself. "I love you so much, Winnie," Lawrence said affectionately.
Winnie responded angrily, "You're delusional. Even if you've kept me captive for a month, as soon as I'm free, I'll sever all ties with you! And if by chance I become pregnant, I'll terminate it without hesitation!" Her words cut Lawrence deeply. Time and time again, she expressed her desire to terminate his child.
He clenched his jaw, restraining himself, his eyes growing cold. "If you choose to terminate the mission again, then I will have no choice but to detain you until the child is safely delivered a year from now."
Just as Winnie was on the verge of exploding, he gazed at her angry expression with indifference, stating, "Do not underestimate my ability to confine you to this island for a year. You may not be aware that the Rodriguez Group possesses the world's most advanced chip technology. EWM is on the verge of a breakthrough and is set to go public soon. With the global market on the brink of a reshuffle, the Rodriguez family is poised to emerge as a dominant force. Consider this: Can anyone challenge my position?"
He spoke arrogantly in the most casual tone.
Winnie was shocked internally.
The Rodriguez Group unexpectedly partnered with Island Electronics, a company that dominates the cutting-edge market nationwide. She hadn't anticipated Lawrence revitalizing the Rodriguez Group with his own company.
If the Rodriguez Group had developed to this extent, Lawrence's name would truly be invincible in the future.
Perhaps not even the head of a country can stop him, let alone the constraints of the law.
The man's warm breath enveloped her like gentle feathers, yet also like a dark curtain surrounding her. He spoke, "Be good. Bear me a daughter. In the future, everything I have will belong to our three children. Even if you do not consider yourself, think of our sons' future. I strive for my career, but it holds no value without you all. Winnie, you and the children give purpose to my life. Do you comprehend?"
Winnie's heart trembled. Why hadn't he realized this sooner?
She now only felt his paranoia chilling.
When she didn't want everything he imposed, his coercion made her feel painful and resentful.
Lawrence gently kissed her forehead.
However, Winnie remained blank and unable to relax.
Lawrence smiled, a hint of confidence shining in his eyes. "Don't count me out just yet. Maybe as we spend our days and nights together here, you'll find yourself falling in love with me once more. Remember how it feels to love someone? We just need a little reminder. Let's have faith in each other. After all, we have shared a deep love."
Winnie pushed away his strong arms, her face stiff, not wanting to speak.
The man took her hand, disregarding her unattractive face, and continued, "Come, there are many beautiful sights on the island. Let me take you surfing first. Forget your worries. There are only the two of us."
Winnie couldn't forget, nor did she want to.
This place was barren, devoid of any response to her calls. The picturesque surroundings had a way of eroding one's resolve. She refused to allow her thoughts, which were slowly deteriorating in this place, to take control of her.
Night fell.
Winnie searched the villa kitchen for a long time but couldn't find any herbs.
The butler was very careful with Lawrence's instructions.
She thought of using medicine to speed up her menstruation but abandoned the idea soon after.
She couldn't let him touch her these days.
As Winnie bathed, she gazed at her razor on the washstand and a sudden idea struck her. She swiftly used its sharp edge to cut the inside of her arm, where the wound wouldn't be visible, gritting her teeth as the blood dripped onto her pants.
After doing all this, she came out.
Lawrence, in a bathrobe, lazily sat on the bed with his tall body, a book in his hand.
Lawrence saw her coming out. His eyes were dark. He set down the book and walked over to embrace her and pull her into bed.
Winnie immediately said, "Do you have pads? I am on my period!"
"Already?" Lawrence squinted slightly, clearly skeptical, raising an eyebrow without a hint of a smile. "Are you intentionally trying to avoid getting pregnant, Winnie?"
"Are you out of your mind? Why would I lie to you about that?" Winnie retorted, feigning anger. "If you don't trust me, go ahead and verify it yourself.
Her fair complexion looked somewhat pale, her lips devoid of color.
Lawrence watched her intently, like a hawk; without saying a word, he guided her to the bed and noticed the bloodstains on her pants.
As a man, he didn't fully comprehend it. His handsome face suddenly darkened significantly.
It was too unfortunate that she started her period the very next day.
Lawrence furrowed his brow momentarily but then relaxed. There was no need to hurry; he had a month to keep Winnie. Besides these few days, she wouldn't be able to escape for the remainder of the time.
"My belly hurts." Winnie saw his expression change to constipated, feeling relieved.
She deliberately exclaimed.
The man immediately helped her put on clothes, his palm on her lower abdomen, frowning. He said, "Lie down and have a rest. I'll have someone prepare something for you."
Lawrence called the butler.
Winnie thought he would go out and give some instructions.
The audacious man embraced her and settled into bed, softly massaging her. "Have you experienced a miscarriage before? I've heard that women are susceptible to colds, which can affect fertility. Is that true? Let me give you a soothing massage."
Winnie's expression hardened. She was not pregnant, so how could she have had a miscarriage?
She was forced to lie on his chest, feeling his warmth, and being confused inside. Yet soon, she regained her composure.
All this tenderness of his was for her to conceive successfully!
She remained impassive as he tended to her needs diligently, even going as far as personally assisting her in changing her sanitary pad. Throughout the night, Lawrence held her close as they slept, enduring until morning. As the first rays of sunlight peeked through, he gazed at her tenderly, gently waking her with a loving kiss. The following days were the same.
This made Winnie extremely cautious, extracting blood from the wound daily and applying it to her pants to prevent detection by him. Luckily, Lawrence was oblivious to these nuances of women.
Six days passed, and Winnie couldn't pretend any longer. Lawrence had been counting the days as well.
This morning, the man brought a set of beautiful swimsuits and remarked to Winnie, "Your period must be over by now. We haven't gone anywhere in the past few days."
He continued, "There's an Evil Eye cliff bay at the east end of the island, with a deep cave below. The sea is a stunning deep blue, making it a perfect spot for diving.
He called for a private yacht.
Winnie, however, stared at the almost bikini-like swimsuit, pure white and beautiful, but revealing too much.
She instinctively covered her arms.
"I don't like swimming; you can go by yourself!" she remained as cold as ever, refusing, "Don't bother me, I just want to sleep."
Lawrence was used to her rejecting dates.
He did not bother to seek her opinion and, as her slender and fair legs entered the bedroom, he lifted her up, saying with a smirk, "I guess I'll have to make you come! Trust me, when you see the Evil Eye, your desires will be fulfilled."
"You..." Winnie was compelled to sit on his shoulders with her delicate frame. She was left speechless and embarrassed, feeling too weary in her heart to resist further. No matter how hard she fought back in the past, he always resorted to force and shamelessness.
She couldn't resist and gradually stopped trying.
But she really couldn't wear that swimsuit because it would reveal her wound.
She grabbed his dark hair and said, "I don't want to get tanned! Can you get a sun-protective long skirt for me? Or I won't go."
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