Ferris wiped his hands with a hot towel, then stood up and walked in front of
Before I could react, his fingertips had already landed on the fine red rash on my neck.
The temperature of his fingertips transmitted through my skin, carrying a subtle sense of invasion.
“Have you applied medicine?”
His hot and cold behavior made me instinctively resistant.
I slightly turned my body, avoiding his fingers: “I have.”
This small movement didn’t escape his eyes.
Just when he seemed like he wanted to touch again, the doorbell suddenly rang, breaking the oppressive yet ambiguous atmosphere.
At this time, who could it be?
“I’ll get the door.” I immediately stood up, taking the opportunity to distance myself from him.
I walked to the door, and the moment I opened it, a midsummer night’s breeze brushed against my face.
Outside the door, Ashley stood in the night wearing a light–colored slip nightgown, tears glimmering in her looking pitiful.
eyes,
When she saw it was me who opened the door, a flash of displeasure crossed her eyes, but she quickly put on a gentle expression and said softly: “I’m looking for Ferris.”
Any man would be moved by such a woman.
I calmly withdrew my gaze and turned to look–Ferris had already walked over.
As soon as Ashley saw him, tears rolled down her face, her voice trembling: “Ferris…”
Ferris frowned, obviously not expecting her to appear here at this time.
Ashley acted as if she didn’t see my existence, walking straight forward and raising her arms covered in purple bruises: “Not long after you left, he came again.”
“He said he wanted to take me away, and when I refused… he grabbed me and wanted to jump off the building with
me…”
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Her voice choked, her face pale, her body trembling slightly
Ferris’s face darkened, and he asked coldly: “Where are the guards I arranged to stay by your side?”
Ashley hurriedly explained: “I was getting ready to rest, didn’t expect him to climb through the window… the guards at the door didn’t notice at all.”
Ferris stared at the injuries on her arm, his brow furrowed tight, a trace of impatient irritation floating in his eyes.
“I’ll arrange for someone to take you to the hospital,” he said..
Ashley immediately shook her head, panic in her eyes: “No, Ferris, I don’t dare go alone, I beg you… let me stay here tonight, just tonight…”
“I’m really afraid he’ll find me again.”
Standing to the side listening, I had roughly understood–she was probably being stalked, even harassed.
“I’ll arrange a hotel for you.” Ferris had already taken out his phone, but in the next second, she grabbed his wrist.
“Ferris, you promised… whatever I wanted, you would give me. We’re not married yet, I just want to stay here for one night.”
Her tears fell even more fiercely, looking so fragile that a gust of wind could blow her over.
What surprised me was–this man who was always cold and hard, who never yielded, actually fell silent for several seconds before saying quietly: “Alright.”
After saying this, he gently freed himself from her hand and walked back.
“Thank you, Ferris.” Ashley’s voice was grateful, but she turned and gave me a cold glance, like a victory declaration.
I looked at the smugness in her eyes, my expression like water, unruffled.
The villa was large with many rooms, but she chose one closest to the master bedroom, her intention clear without words.
She turned to tidy up the room, and I also prepared to leave.
But Ferris suddenly spoke: “Come here.”
I stopped and turned to look at him.
He sat on the sofa, staring at me with an inscrutable expression: “You’re not angry?”
He remembered clearly–after marriage, I had said that this villa was our little home, and except for close friends and family, no other women should set foot in this space.
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He agreed to Ashley’s request partly because he was genuinely worried about her safety, and partly… he wanted to
test me.
He didn’t believe I could be completely indifferent.
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