Chapter 154 Lawyer Watson, Please Make Love to Me (2)
No one knew how desperate she felt at that moment.
Lily even thought she had exhausted all her dignity in this lifetime.
For the rest of her life, it seemed that only humiliation remained.
A cold smile curved at the corner of Michael's lips; Lily's reaction was exactly what he had expected.
He turned around, grasping her delicate chin with one hand, and asked with a half-smile, "But I don't like eating leftovers. Didn't you say you had a fiancé? I'm a bit of a germaphobe."
Lily immediately understood what he meant.
Her face turned even redder and hotter as she bit her lip in humiliation and whispered, "He hasn't touched me."
Michael didn't actually believe her.
Jacob and Lily had been together for so many years, and besides, Lily didn't seem as conservative as Jessica.
He didn't believe that nothing had happened between them.
Thinking of this, Michael felt inexplicably irritated and suddenly lowered his head, kissing her hard.
Lily felt like she could hardly breathe and could only passively endure it.
She hadn't expected that a man like Michael, who appeared so refined and elegant, would kiss so fiercely, so wildly, with such an overwhelming sense of oppression and aggression.
Michael's other hand had already started to remove her complicated clothing.
Lily couldn't help but let her tears fall, yet she didn't dare to resist.
Michael had no intention of showing any mercy to Adam's daughter.
Compared to everything he had experienced since childhood, what did this matter?
This was Adam's retribution, something his daughter deserved to endure.
As the saying goes, "The sins of the father are visited upon the children," right?
One could only wonder how Adam would react if he ever found out his daughter had become Michael's mistress.
With this thought, Michael felt all his blood rush to a certain place, wanting only to punish her severely and make her remember the pain of this night.
"Ah!"
Lily couldn't hold back and screamed in pain, but she bit her lip hard to avoid appearing weak.
Michael's pupils contracted as he felt the barrier and instinctively asked, "Is this really your first time?"
Tears squeezed out of the corners of Lily's eyes, whether from the pain or the humiliation.
She clutched the sheets tightly and nodded slightly.
But this did not earn her any mercy from Michael; instead, he tormented her even more.
Lily felt that the pain of this night would be unforgettable for the rest of her life.
The next day, when Lily woke up, she heard the sound of water from the bathroom.
Her thoughts immediately returned to the present.
Recalling everything that had happened the previous night, not only did her body feel as if it had been run over by a truck, but her heart, full of holes, hurt even more.
She gritted her teeth, enduring the pain, and slowly got up from the bed, picking up her clothes and putting them on.
When her gaze inadvertently swept over the glaring bloodstain on the sheets, her heart tightened suddenly.
At that moment, Michael, freshly washed, came out of the bathroom.
Michael's cold gaze seemed to fall on that bright red stain as well.
Lily felt an overwhelming sense of shame and lowered her head, not knowing what to say to him.
Michael walked over to her step by step, reached out, and stroked her face, saying, "Not bad, a clean girl. I like that."
Lily suppressed her inner humiliation and whispered, "About my father..."
Michael's eyes remained calm as he coldly said, "I'll have my assistant look into the situation at the detention center. Whether he can be saved or not depends on his own luck."
Hearing that he was willing to help, Lily felt extremely grateful.
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