Chapter 104 Passionate Encounter in the Hospital Room
In the restroom.
Sebastian circled her waist, pressing her against the edge of the sink. Behind her was a large mirror reflecting Sebastian's furious expression.
He was no longer polite.
"Sebastian, no!"
Sebastian used one hand to restrain her waist and arms, leaving her no room to struggle.
She looked up in astonishment, staring at him. "Sebastian, you're truly sick!"
Not wanting to see her cold eyes, Sebastian roughly turned her body around, making her face the sink!
She was in pain, unable to breathe, sweat pouring down her body freely. But she couldn't make a sound. Megan was outside.
Brooklyn saw the embarrassing scene in the mirror and tightly closed her eyes.
"Why aren't you looking? Back then, you were even more crazy than today. Now, why pretend to be innocent!" Sebastian said in anger.
She had no idea what Sebastian was talking about.
Megan finally understood what was happening in the restroom just behind the door.
She clenched the curtains tightly, nails digging into her palms, trying to tear a hole in the curtains. Sebastian was having sex with that woman at that moment.
If Sebastian's actions were considered punishment, how many women in Aucester and even the whole country longed to endure his severe punishment?
She hated it!
After a long time, the sounds from inside finally stopped.
Megan stared at the door as if a sniper was aiming at her head, tears streaming down her face, filled with hatred.
Brooklyn must die!
Sebastian put on his pants, cast the limp Brooklyn aside, opened the door, and walked out.
Brooklyn fell from the sink like a broken doll. Every bone and joint in her body ached unbearably.
Raising her head again, she saw her disheveled self in the mirror, her face flushed, sweat sticking to her hair, strands clinging to her face.
Outside the door, Sebastian kicked Megan out of the hospital room and sat on the sofa.
Hearing the sound of running water from inside, he frowned tightly and closed his eyes.
Brooklyn washed her face, tidied her hair with her hands, and picked up her white coat.
This time, she noticed the roses in the hospital room. The living room, balcony, bedroom, and even the small space where she stood were filled with red rose petals.
The fragrance of the roses was intoxicating and stunning.
In a sea of red flowers, Sebastian, who had taken off his jacket, sat on the sofa in a pure white shirt. Upon hearing the door open, he coldly asked, "How do you plan to explain today's events?"
He had already bullied and dominated her, and now he wanted an explanation.
Brooklyn smiled bitterly. Why didn't he ask for an explanation before all this?
She put on her white coat again, not knowing where her pen had gone from her pocket. "Mr. Kingsley, what explanation do you want? If you are not satisfied with my explanation, do you want to repeat what just happened?"
Wasn't his punishment always like this? Nothing new!
Sebastian snorted, looking at a rose in his hand with a mocking gaze. "You? You are not worth wasting so much effort on." He pinched a beautiful flower with his long fingers. "But I don't mind letting Davon's fate be replayed on Zach."
With a snap, he let go of the flower, letting it fall to the ground.
Sebastian lifted his shiny shoe and gently stepped on the rose, slowly crushing it.
Brooklyn looked up, her heart almost going wild, her expression cold. "Sebastian, what will it take for you to let me go? You've already rendered me to this state. What more do you want?"
Sebastian stood up, his hand in his pocket, walking up to her. He lifted her chin with one hand, examining her carefully. He saw the traces of redness on her face that had not completely faded. "No matter what you do, I will never be satisfied. Compared to what you did to me, everything I did today was too lenient on you."
Brooklyn took a deep breath. "If that's the case, please move aside, Mr. Kingsley. I need to go back to work."
"Are you going to work, or are you going to a tryst?"
He sneered.
"Not everyone has as much free time as you, Mr. Kingsley," Brooklyn replied.
"Of course, not everyone is as cheap as you." Sebastian snorted.
Brooklyn couldn't take it anymore. She took two steps back, avoiding him. "Mr. Kingsley, pregnant women shouldn't breathe air with a high concentration of fragrance. It's better to take these flowers away."
Sebastian looked at her back disdainfully. "Then you clean them up. Remember, you clean them all up, and don't leave a single petal behind."
Brooklyn clenched her fists. "I am a doctor, not a janitor. I am not responsible for cleaning up trash."
Trash. Brooklyn had made it clear just now that the colorful flowers in the room were trash.
Didn't he want to be romantic with Megan? In Brooklyn's eyes, it was all a sham.
Sebastian smirked, slowly returning to the sofa and crossing his legs. "Then clean up the trash for me. Otherwise, I will throw you and that man, the two annoying pieces of trash, into the garbage dump!"
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