Chương 2: Chapter 2 I Won't Contact Him
"Sir... Please wait for a moment," said Consuela, who kept retreating. Looking at the darkened face of James, a strong uneasiness welled up in her heart. "I haven't taken a shower yet. Sir, please wait for a moment. I'm going to take a shower first."
"No need."
James pressed on her and tore her clothes apart. Frightened, Consuela stepped back, trying to stop the man.
She had never thought that things would turn out like this.
She still had a small pill in her hand. She could have taken the antidote first and then put the pill in her mouth when James was not paying attention to her. So that she could let him eat the pill. But how could she do it now?
While struggling, her hands were locked above her head by the man. His voice was full of sarcasm. "I didn't plan to do anything to you. But since you want to, I'll let you see how strong I am without taking medicine!"
"Sir, I'm sorry. I didn't mean that." Seeing that he was serious, Consuela apologized immediately. "I didn't mean it. Sir, I didn't do anything. You don't have to give me money. I'm sorry for what happened tonight."
She just wanted to make money. But she didn't expect that things would turn out like this.
"No, sir, please don't do that!" The sexy dress was quickly torn apart. With red eyes, Consuela said, "Sir, my mother was in a hurry to use the money for the operation. So I came up with such a method. Please let me go!"
"People like you are good at making up stories for yourself to win sympathy, right?" James looked at the tears in her eyes and was not moved at all. "You want money, right? Don't worry. I will give you the money when it's over. "
"No, I don't want it. Please let me go..."
Ignoring her struggle, James held her waist forcibly.
He looked at the woman's white and tender skin. His eyes gradually became deep.
Not daring to look into his eyes, Consuela kept stepping back. The next second, she felt a piercing pain. Her face instantly turned pale.
Without feeling the expected resistance, James retreated, without seeing any bloodstain. The mockery on his face could not be hidden. "You are just a prostitute. Why make up a story to win sympathy?"
Sure enough, no woman in this industry was trustworthy!
The last trace of pity in his heart was used up. Ignoring the tears in her eyes, he began to vent his anger.
For the whole night, Consuela didn't have a chance to breathe.
When James finally stopped, Consuela felt sore all over her body and couldn't even lift her arms.
After lying on the bed for a while, she gritted her teeth and stood up. The man next to her was wearing clothes. The white shirt covered these traces on his chest. His slender fingers were slowly buttoning up. His movements were calm and elegant.
Thinking of the man's performance in bed, Consuela still had a lingering fear.
What a devil!
Her virginity that she had defended for so long was destroyed by him.
James put on his coat. It seemed that he had already known that Consuela had woken up. Without taking a look at her, he took out a business card from his black wallet and threw it on her.
"Take this business card. My secretary will contact you. Although I don't like liars, I'm still interested in your body. If you want money, you can come to me anytime. "
Since the woman he liked left him, he had no interest in anyone else. But he had to admit that this woman could stimulate him.
At least, he was satisfied with her body.
Ignoring the card, Consuela clenched her fists under the quilt and said with a smile, "Mr. Brown, you're joking. How dare I come to you? Don't worry. I'll go with you to get the money now. I won't bother your secretary. "
If he sent the money directly to the hotel, it would be deducted 70%.
James's smile deepened, "Are you sure you can get up now?"
This man was really...
"Of course," Consuela cursed in her heart. Enduring the pain all over her body, she got up, went to the bathroom to tidy up her appearance, and went out with James with her bag.
She didn't wear any other clothes except a wrinkled strapless skirt, which attracted many people's attention when she went out.
Ignoring them, Consuela followed him into the car.
Soon, the car arrived at James' company.
She sat on the sofa and waited for nearly ten minutes. A secretary of James came over with a bank card. "Ms. Swift, Mr. Brown asked me to give you this. The password is six zeros."
"Okay, thank you."
Consuela's breath quickened.
She finally got the money!
"By the way, Mr. Brown said he was satisfied with you." The secretary took out a business card and put it on the table beside her hand meaningfully. "Please keep this card. I think you will need it."
Consuela frowned. The name on the business card seemed to have been printed by the man's handwriting signature. The handwriting was powerful and sharp, which made her eyes sting.
Thinking of the man's eyes, Consuela's face darkened. She didn't miss that rude man at all!
She put the business card into her bag, stood up, and left.
She would never need it!
After going home and changing into normal clothes, Consuela went to the bank to withdraw the money. To her surprise, there were 300000 dollars in it. She didn't expect the man to be so generous.
She immediately paid off the money she owed the hospital. Even the money for the operation was enough.
"Oh, Consuela, you are here."
On the bed, the woman, who was being fed by the nurse, saw her and immediately rushed out of the bed and threw herself into Consuela's arms.
"Mom..." With red eyes, Consuela reached out and held the woman in her arms.
When Consuela was very young, her father died. Her mother had always been in a very bad mental state. But she still tried to be strong to raise her. Two years ago, her mother heard from someone that her father had a mistress outside when he was alive. She was stimulated. And then she became like this.
At this time, her mother was diagnosed with cancer.
To cure her mother, Consuela sold everything she could sell at home. But it was not enough. She could only go to work in the hotel. The tips she earned occasionally could alleviate this emergency.
Holding Consuela in her arms all the time, her mother asked her why she hadn't been here for such a long time. With patience, Consuela took the bowl from the nurse.
After dinner, her mother fell asleep soon.
Consuela carefully tucked her mother in. Sitting next to her mother, she looked at her mother's sleeping face and said with a lump in her throat, "Mom, you're the only family I have in the world. You must get better."
After sitting for a while, Consuela went to see her mother's attending doctor.
Doctor Brady was in his early thirties. He was a very kind doctor and often helped her take care of her mother. If it weren't for him, Consuela can't owe the hospital's medical fees for so long.
"Doctor Brady, thank you so much these days." At the corner of the stairs, Consuela handed over the red envelope she had prepared in advance.
"What are you doing?"
Brady frowned and pushed the red envelope back. "Your mother is going to have an operation. Keep the money to buy her tonics. The operation will be successful."
"Thank you so much, Brady," said Consuela gratefully.
Knowing that her mother was in a stable condition, Consuela felt much better. She stayed in the hospital for half a day and went back to work.
When her mother was discharged from the hospital, it would be inconvenient for them to live in the house she rented now. She had to work hard to earn money and try to buy her own house as soon as possible so that her mother could have a good rest.
"Oh, our beauty is back."
As soon as Consuela walked into the dressing room, a beautiful woman with heavy makeup walked up to her. "I heard that Mr. Brown took you out last night. How's it going? How's Mr. Brown?"
Before Consuela could say anything, someone else leaned over and said in a low voice, "I heard from them last night that Mr. Brown is impotent. Hey, Consuela, did he use tools when he was with you last night?"
Consuela was speechless.
Yes, if she hadn't experienced it personally, she would have believed the rumors outside.
However, that man was not impotent, but very strong!
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