บท 50: Words Are Far From Being Enough

Aren smiled, forming a nice curve on his lips. He did not look back at the group of people behind him at all. Without a trace of expression on his handsome face, he carried Jocelyn and strode into the car parked by the roadside.

Jocelyn finally regained her freedom. She looked at Aren with tearful eyes. At this moment, Aren was like a hero, tall and handsome.

She blinked and said, "Thank you."

"Thank you? Two words are not enough…"

As Aren spoke, he lowered his head and bit her earlobe in a suggestive manner. His warm breath blew on her neck, making Jocelyn blush.

Jocelyn raised her hand, wanting to push him away, but he grabbed her. "If you really want to thank me, be a good girl and give birth to a child for me."

Jocelyn blushed, but quickly turned pale.

To him, was giving birth the only thing she was useful for?