Chapter 145 Can't Hold Back Anymore
Douglas genuinely didn't hear clearly. "Mrs. Semona, what exactly do you want? Is it your birthday gift?"
Regina pressed her head hard against his chest.
She wanted to endure it.
If Douglas hadn't come, she could have endured it until death.
But he came.
Her physical need became even more intense.
"There are smell that arouse desire in that room,” Regina mumbled, not sure if Douglas could understand.
As soon as she spoke, Douglas's face darkened.
Regina knew he was unhappy. She didn't dare to say anything more.
Today wasn't the only fatal moment in her life. Over the years, she had encountered many dangers and had almost lost her life.
For example, when Sandra pushed her into the sea, and she felt herself getting closer to death. She thought that if her life ended like this, it wouldn't be so bad.
She wouldn't be a burden to anyone anymore.
She wouldn't have to live with intense pressure in this world.
But today, facing the threat of death, Regina had a strong desire to live because she knew that in this world, besides Tasha, there was someone who cherished her like a treasure.
Perhaps it was the physical discomfort combined with emotional struggle, Regina's tears were somewhat uncontrollable.
At this moment, Douglas held her body, and let her straddle him, sitting face to face in the spacious back seat.
He raised his hand, his warm fingertips wiping away her tears.
"What's so hard to say about this?"
Although he said this, Douglas was not as calm as he appeared.
The thought of her and Philip being locked in such a room made him feel murderous.
"I... I was only thinking of you at that time." Probably knowing what he was thinking, Regina was a bit nervous and spoke in a low voice.
"Thinking of me in what way?"
He was clearly asking knowingly.
The blush on Regina's face became more apparent.
She bit her lip, unable to speak.
"Even if you don't say it, I will have sex with you." After Douglas said this, he saw Regina's eyes widen in astonishment, looking at him in disbelief.
Well, after all, he had always been responsive to her needs especially when it came to sex.
Regina didn't forget they were in the car, and Jason was still driving in the front. Even though Jason had silently raised the partition, Regina still couldn't ignore his presence.
Forced by the situation, she had to whisper those embarrassing words into Douglas's ear.
Just one sentence made Douglas feel like he was in a lustful illusion.
He picked up her still bleeding hand and looked at her wound. "Can't you wait until we get to the hospital?"
“I can’t,” Regina shamefully replied, her face redder than the blood dripping from her wound.
Douglas didn't say much more. He just took a piece of gauze from the car's first aid kit and gave her a quick bandage.
Regina looked at her professionally bandaged right hand, wrapped in gauze, and was stunned for a few seconds.
He kissed her on the lips, his hand on her lower back slowly moving up, leisurely unzipping the back of her dress.
On the road, the sound of car horns could be heard.
Regina was a bit nervous.
Although the car was moving, she felt like they could be discovered at any moment.
In the middle of the night, it started to rain heavily.
The large raindrops pounded on the car windows, perfectly masking the sound that made hearts race.
Jason parked the car at the nearest residence of Douglas, a villa on Springfield Road, where Douglas rarely stayed.
The two in the back seat showed no signs of stopping.
After parking the car, Jason closed the door and hurried away.
Regina was switched to another position.
She placed her hands on the fogged-up glass.
The diamond ring on her right ring finger, designed by Douglas himself, shone brightly under the dim car light.
It was put on her finger by him during their passionate moments.
He said that the ring was supposed to appear at a romantic proposal ceremony.
He was sorry that it ended up on her finger this way.
Regina then realized what he had planned for his birthday.
He had planned for this day for a long time.
Regina's body trembled uncontrollably, and her guilt and self-blame erupted like a volcano at that moment.
She didn't know how long it had been or how many times they had done it before they finally stopped.
Regina lay exhausted in the back seat, her head resting on Douglas's lap. She was barely able to keep her eyes open.
Douglas raised his hand, gently caressing her delicate, still-flushed face.
He couldn't get enough of feeling her.
Edward thought he was just manipulating an insignificant pawn, but unknown to him, Regina was everything to Douglas, something he would give up everything, even his life, to protect.
When he confronted Edward on the rooftop, probably no one knew he was more nervous than Edward.
It was something that, whenever he thought about it, made his heart feel like it could stop beating.
Douglas sat in the car for a long time before finally opening the door.
By then, the rain had stopped.
He put his shirt on Regina and carried her into the villa.
Regina had never been here before. She was the type who had trouble sleeping in unfamiliar places, but perhaps because Douglas was with her, she slept comfortably in the unfamiliar room and bed.
When Regina woke up the next day, it was already late.
After what happened yesterday, Douglas naturally didn't go to work today. He had stayed up all night, quietly sitting in the room, waiting for Regina to wake up.
As soon as Regina opened her eyes, he leaned over.
"The wound on your hand was treated by a doctor last night while you were asleep." Douglas picked up her hand, which had been cleaned, disinfected, and re-bandaged, and carefully examined it. He frowned slightly and asked, "Does it feel uncomfortable? The doctor said the wound would heal without leaving a scar. Even if it does, you don't need to worry; cosmetic surgery can remove it."
Regina wasn't worried about scarring.
But he was visibly concerned.
“Yeah,” Regina softly responded.
After a few seconds of silence, she looked into his eyes and slowly said, "I'm sorry."
The first thing she wanted to do after waking up was to explain to Douglas,"I went to the hospital yesterday because my mom sent me a photo of her slitting her wrists. She said she wanted to die. I was very confused at the time, and then she..."
