Chapter 35 What Did You Do to Her?

In the grand hotel suite, two bodies were intertwined with each other on the white kind bed.
"Stefano, you took my virginity. You must remember what yo promised me..."
Sweet voice full of lust, seducing to the extreme.
The middle-aged man with a scar on his face slapped her butt.
"Just to annihilate the Wilsons, isn't it? When you satisfy me well, I guarantee you 10 times of the Wilsons will be destroyed. You slut, do you want to dry my up?"
...
Charlize came out of the hotel and went to the hospital.
When she was on the operation table, she even sneered to herself.
Men were all fascinated about the maidenhead, but actually it was so easy to be fabricated. If she wanted to be a virgin thousands of times, she could. It was just a piece of cake.
When she was back to the Greens, some servant came in panic and whispered to her at her ear.
"Mr. Green is back."
Charlize was a bit shocked.
Didn't he say his flight was 3 days later. But how come he came back suddenly?
She put on the most pleasant smile while she was thinking how to explain, walking carefully into the living room.
The man was napping on the couch. His long legs were on the couch table, crossed, and his arms were open, leaning on the couch handles.
A simple posture like sitting on the couch could send the frightening message.
Charlize calmed herself down and then started to speak softly.
"Clinton."
Clinton opened his eyes. When he was her, he sat up immediately.
"Charlize? Can you see now?"
Charlize smiled softly. In his astonishment, she went over to sit beside him.
"Yes, a nameless donor ... But to me, it was a huge pleasant surprise. Clinton, are you happy?"
Clinton carried her up easily and put her on his lap.
He buried his head at her neck and took a deep smell, as if he just escaped narrowly.
"Happy, I am very happy."
He felt guilty to her always.
He couldn't protect her before. Then after she was found alive, she was kidnapped again by John Wilson who damaged her eyes.
At that moment she had recovered, which was such a comfort for him.
But the image came to his mind was a pair of eyes with clear black and white, and no joy no sadness.
That was...
Sandra.
Clinton didn't know why that woman came to his mind at that moment. He was deeply annoyed and closed his eyes for a second.
Then he started to talk randomly.
"It should be Sandra who should donate her eyes. Lucky for her... Where is Sandra? I haven't seen her since I was back."
"...... "
Charlize's body trembled suddenly in his arms.
But soon she calmed down.
"John sent the car to pick her up. She left no matter how I tried to stop her."
His hands on her shoulder gripped tight suddenly.
John, it was John again!
That woman had never taken him seriously.
Clinton stood up suddenly so that Charlize fell to the floor immediately with a gentle outcry.
"Clinton, what are you doing!?"
Clinton paused for a second with his back to her, and then walked forward, with threatening tone.
"Go to get her back."
He must keep her custody to make sure he was the only one she could see day and night!
The door was kicked open forcefully as soon as Clinton put his hand on the handle.
A person came in like tornado and grabbed him right at his collar swiftly.
The young man had a long journey, but his eyes were sullen on his handsome face.
"Where is Sandra? What did you do to her!"