Chapter 498 What Right Do You Have to Ask Me? (4)
Jessica listened to her restrained voice, feeling heartbroken, and asked, "Where exactly are you? Don't lie to me. I went to your house today, and your house is already..."
She was so upset that she could hardly continue.
There was a long silence on the other end.
After a while, Lily finally spoke in a low voice, "Yeah, my family went bankrupt."
Jessica gripped her phone tightly and asked, "What about you? How are you now? Where are you staying?"
"Staying at a friend's place." Lily clearly didn't want to talk much. She said, "Jessica, I want to be alone for a while. I'll contact you once I've sorted out my feelings, okay?"
Jessica wanted to say something more, but the call had already ended.
Lily stared blankly at the darkened screen, her heart trembling violently.
At this moment, Michael, who was pressing down on her back, spoke in a low voice.
"If your friend knew you were under me right now, pleasing me, what do you think her reaction would be?"
Michael bit her earlobe, seemingly ready to make love to her.
Lily spoke wearily, "Please, let me go tonight. I'm so tired, I can't take it anymore."
Michael seemed to think of something and handed the phone to her, saying, "Call your friend and ask her out for dinner. It's about time for a meal, isn't it?"
Lily was startled and looked at him in shock, asking, "What are you trying to do? I can't let Jessica know about our relationship."
"Why not?"
Michael's gaze was sharp and cold, "Is being my woman such a shameful thing? Given your relationship with her, she'll find out eventually, won't she?"
The shame in Lily's eyes was unmistakable.
Tears welled up in her eyes as she humbly pleaded, "Please, in front of my friend, give me some dignity. I'm begging you."
Michael's expression suddenly turned fierce. He flipped her over, gripping her jaw tightly, and said through gritted teeth, "You're begging me? What right do you have to beg me? Is it to continue using your body to please me, or do you think I can't find a woman who can serve me better than you?"
Listening to his blatant insults, Lily's fingers clenched tightly, and the pain of her nails digging into her palms was nothing compared to the pain in her heart.
She didn't understand why Michael was torturing her like this.
She had already agreed to be his mistress and had tried her best to please him.
Why did he still have to humiliate her so thoroughly?
Lily fought the urge to slap him, but for the first time in days, her eyes showed a hint of defiance.
Michael curled his lips into a gloomy smile, "What? Can't take it anymore? Miss Stewart, it's okay. You can leave anytime you want!"
With that, he got off her, sat on the edge of the bed, and started dressing himself.
Lily thought of Adam, who was still in prison, and she had no idea about his situation.
If she didn't obey and please him, would he stop helping Adam?
Thinking of this, she couldn't care about her shame anymore.
She reached out and hugged his waist from behind, choking up, "Don't be angry, Lawyer Watson. I'll do whatever you want, I'll be obedient! Can you help me see my dad?"
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