18: Chapter 18 It’s Your Duty
18 -18 It’s Your Duty
“Yes, I have nothing to say!
I hit her, it’s a fact now, and no matter what I say, she won’t wake up!
Even if you kill me, she still won’t wake up!
I don’t feel good about it either, if you hate me, there’s nothing I can do.
Do whatever you want to me!”
“Don’t think I wouldn’t dare to touch you!”
“Whatever!” Lin Xinlan closed her eyes, ready to face the consequences.
Everyone blamed her, so if everyone thought the fault was entirely hers, there was nothing left for her to explain.
Lin Xinlan’s attitude, as if she was ready to die, seemed like defiance and made Rong Shaoze even angrier, almost driven by an impulse to strangle her.
But he didn’t hit women, and given that she was still his wife, he couldn’t possibly beat her to death or kill her.
His gaze suddenly fell on her violently heaving chest, the undone shirt revealing black lace wrapped around a snowy expanse, partly hidden and partly visible, a sight that tantalized the eyes.
In a flash, he remembered the scene he had witnessed that day in the underground trading place.
How could he forget, her body had a fatally seductive allure.
The corner of his mouth lifted in a sinister smile, he let go of her neck and swiftly covered her softness with his hand.
“Ah—what are you doing?!” Lin Xinlan screamed, swinging a palm at him.
The man easily grabbed her wrist, leaning down with his robust frame, he whispered against her lips with a light chuckle, “Don’t forget you are my wife, attending to me is your duty.”
“I’m not your wife, this is just a transaction, we both know that clear as day!” Lin Xinlan quickly retorted loudly.
But Rong Shaoze simply didn’t take it seriously, “Is that so?
The marriage certificate clearly states that you and I are lawfully wedded husband and wife.
So, whatever I do to you, it’s all legal.
Woman, didn’t you say I could do whatever I wanted to you?
Now, I want you, and you must give yourself to me!”
“No—” Lin Xinlan barely got a word out before the man suddenly picked her up and strode toward the upstairs.
She was stunned, then realized what he intended to do.
Was she going to be forced by him again?
No way, she’d rather die!
Lin Xinlan’s hands tightly grasped the stair railing, her posture inverted on his shoulder, causing her discomfort as she and he played a tug-of-war by clutching the railing.
Rong Shaoze stopped, smiled faintly, and then gently released the legs he had been holding, causing Lin Xinlan’s body to slide down suddenly.
“Ah—” She screamed, quickly letting go of the stair railing to wrap her arms around his waist.
Just like that, she obediently complied, didn’t she?
The man smiled with satisfaction as he carried her up to the bedroom in three steps, the door closed behind them, and she was tossed onto the bed, dizzy from the fall.
Before she could come to her senses, a warm body pressed against her, immediately sealing her lips—
His burning kiss was overwhelming and domineering, suffocating, tangling with her, making escape impossible.
Lin Xinlan struggled, whimpering, but the weight on top of her didn’t lessen in the slightest…
“Stop, let go of me, stop it!” No matter how loudly Lin Xinlan yelled, he didn’t respond.
A thought flashed through her mind, and she quickly reached for the ashtray on the bedside table, just like five years ago, and hurled it forcefully at his head.
“Shit—” Rong Shaoze suddenly sat up, growling with fury.
He grabbed the ashtray from her hand, threw it violently to the floor, and pressed his forehead where blood was already seeping out.
The woman had struck hard, or else there wouldn’t have been blood.
Lin Xinlan hurriedly pushed him away and pulled the blanket around her body.
“Rong Shaoze, you can kill me, but you are not allowed to touch me!”
“You!” The man’s face turned iron blue with anger.