Chapter 16 Addicted To Her
Then Eula Lowe saw the handsome man approaching her at lightning speed, snatching the doll she was holding in her arms, and stuffing it into the deepest part of the closet.
Eula Lowe was a bit confused. She followed him into the bedroom and saw him come out of the dressing room.
Her big eyes blinked. "Judson Nash, I haven't dressed her or done her hair yet."
So this man has this kind of hobby, just like Angie. He must feel embarrassed, right? But she thought it was normal. Everyone has their own little quirks that they like.
Judson Nash gave her a cold gaze. "Eula Lowe, are you an idiot?" Any person would know what this is, right? She was pretending and clearly mocking him.
Eula Lowe's big bright eyes raised her lips and smiled. "Judson Nash, my daughter also likes playing with dolls. I dress her up beautifully every day, so you don't need to be shy. I will keep it a secret for you."
Suddenly, Judson Nash became very angry. This woman needed some lessons. He walked over, picked her up, and then threw her onto the bed.
Eula Lowe didn't react at all. His speed was too fast. It wasn't until she was thrown onto the bed and bounced up that she became scared.
"What are you doing?" Did she say something wrong? Judson Nash, are you freaking crazy?
But the man became infuriated, leaned over, pressed her down, and kissed her.
Did she really not understand? Then he would teach her.
"Mmm..."
Eula Lowe was terrified. She wanted to cry for help, but couldn't make a sound.
Her lips were sealed, and he was being so rough.
Both her hands were tightly held by him, and her legs were also pressed down, making it impossible for her to move.
Judson Nash tasted her lips and couldn't control himself. It completely overlapped with the taste in his memory. He lost control of himself completely, until Eula Lowe's tears fell into their lips, and he suddenly woke up after tasting the bitterness, feeling a bit panicked and embarrassed.
He sat up abruptly, took a deep breath heavily, realizing that alcohol was not a good thing. Just one drink had led to this.
He glanced at the woman on the bed, crying so sadly, trembling all over, completely frightened. Her clothes were pulled into a mess by him, and the sound of her sobbing was heart-wrenching.
After calming down for a while, he finally regained his composure.
"Eula Lowe, don't touch my things again. After you clean up, you can leave." After saying that, he stood up and left. Eula Lowe cried for a while before slowly stopping.
With swollen eyes, she looked at the ceiling and thought about how scared she was just now.
Under the conservative upbringing of Grandpa Lowe, she had never been in a romantic relationship or experienced such intimate matters. Except for six years ago, when she was not sober, so she didn't know what had happened.
Today was the first time she had been kissed while sober, and the first time she had been treated like this by a man. She was afraid, terrified.
She curled up slowly, even though she didn't understand anything?
Yet she had experienced this, being spit on by others. She cared a lot about this matter, to the point that she had never thought about having a boyfriend in all these years. Nor did she think about getting married. She just wanted to spend her life with her three children.
Eula Lowe fastened her clothes and wiped away her tears. She couldn't cry. She had to be strong.
She couldn't be weak. She had three children behind her, and they needed her to protect them.
Judson Nash looked at her appearance, feeling a sharp pain in his heart, and his gaze carried a few dark shades.
Usually, he wasn't interested in women, so Hugo Pitts was afraid that he would suffocate himself and sent her over. When he saw her today, he was unexpectedly angry.
It seemed like he was easily losing control in front of her, having a crazy desire and lust for her lips, her body...
Eula Lowe gritted her teeth to calm herself down and started tidying up the room for him. She put the books back on the shelves and the magazines back in the rack on the ground. She made the bed and hung all the washed clothes in the wardrobe. She cleaned the room, and she watched as the dark and dusty room became clean and tidy under her organizing, appearing even more abstinent.
It felt like after crying, her whole body and mind relaxed. People really shouldn't be too tense, sometimes it's beneficial to cry a bit.
When Eula Lowe went downstairs, she thought he was in the living room, but he wasn't.
He didn't even drink much of that hangover soup.
She put the dishes into the kitchen, washed put the dishes back in the cupboard.
She is also an ambitious person. Since she signed that IOU, she will pay off the debt.
Before leaving, she sent him a message, "Judson Nash, I have already cleaned the room. I will come over tomorrow evening at six o'clock to make dinner."
The man on the rooftop, with a lit cigarette in his hand, enjoyed the cool breeze. She got into the silver-gray car, and the car started and slowly left the yard.
It wasn't until the door closed that he came to his senses and touched his lips. It was as if the sweet taste of her still lingered between his lips and teeth. He seemed addicted to this sweetness.
The man's deep eyes dimmed slightly. He took a deep drag of his cigarette, and when he exhaled the smoke, his expression became even colder.
The next day was Saturday, and the three children didn't have to go to school. Eula Lowe took them to the hospital, Aunt Mary carried a food box, and she prepared food for Darcy Osborne and her daughter to help them recover.
At the hospital, Eula Lowe brought fruit and milk, and the three little ones each gave a small gift to Estelle.
Angie asked, "When will Estelle be able to come back to school? She used to be my best friend!"
Estelle used to attend the same kindergarten with them. When they were in the preschool class, she and Angie were in the same class and were good friends. They attended school together every day and even called each other after school.
Dewitt replied, "Estelle is sick. Once she recovers, she will return to school."
Rodolfo nodded slightly, "Give her the doll later, just like you are accompanying her in the hospital."
Angie blinked her big eyes and didn't understand why someone would stay in the hospital for such a long time when they were sick. She had been sick before and stayed in the hospital for a few days at most, but Estelle seemed to have been in the hospital for two years.
When they entered the ward, Estelle saw her three good friends and smiled happily.
Eula Lowe placed the fruit and milk on the table, and Darcy Osborne stood up to take the food box from Aunt Mary.
"Aunt Mary, thank you! Every time you come, you cook delicious food for us."
Aunt Mary smiled, "It doesn’t matter. You and Eula are good friends How is Estelle doing?"
Darcy Osborne looked at the three children gathered by the bed, saw Estelle's happy face, and sighed.
"She is still waiting for a bone marrow transplant. Once a suitable match is found, she can have the surgery."
Aunt Mary nodded, "I will go and feed Estelle some soup. It's very nourishing. Look how thin she is."
Aunt Mary also joined the group of three children and fed Estelle the soup.
Eula Lowe and Darcy Osborne went to the rest area carrying the food box. Darcy Osborne ate her meal while sitting across from Eula Lowe, holding a cup of hot tea in her hand.
Looking at the parents in the hospital, she helplessly shook her head. The happiest thing in life is to have healthy family members. Every time she comes here and sees these scenes, she feels especially uncomfortable. She hopes that everyone in the world will not get sick.
She suddenly remembered what happened last night. She almost got violated by Judson Nash. That guy is tall and strong. She couldn't push him away. She couldn't resist him.
He was so overpowering. She couldn't do anything about it when he pressed down on her.
So she asked Darcy Osborne.
"Darcy, I want to buy some pepper spray. Do you know which ones are more effective?"
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