"Let go of me!" She struggled, but found her hands growing weaker, and her whole body feeling limp, "Let go..."
Recalling the glass of wine she drank earlier, her heart sank!
Feeling her body growing hotter, Monica Usher had a bad premonition... She was going to fall apart.
"Monica, I’ve been fond of you for a long time..." Lydia Ingram kneeled on top of her, irritably tugging off the tie around her neck, "Why not marry me? Become my CEO’s wife, my eleventh wife, I’ll give you a grand wedding, with an eight-carriage entourage, a proper marriage, and half of the company to you!"
"No..." Monica Usher had a terrible headache and felt like she couldn’t speak; her throat tightened fiercely, and her vision grew hazy.
Until the frantic Lydia Ingram pinned her down...
In the dream, Monica Usher struggled helplessly.
She wanted to plead but couldn’t make a sound, her heart screamed, every inch of skin fell into despair!
She had the urge to kill, feeling her life had been utterly destroyed!
Tears of panic rolled down silently in the dream, soaking the sheets, the quilt...
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She couldn’t snap out of it for a long time, as if Lydia Ingram was right there in the room, making her extremely terrified!
Seeing her clothes perfectly on and hearing the frogs croaking outside the window, seeing the moon through the window on the treetop, Monica Usher knew it was a false alarm, slowly coming back to her senses.
It was just a dream...
But dreams never happen without reason, possibly indicating something, reminding her to be careful.
That night, Monica Usher had insomnia.
She should have been wary of Lydia Ingram, the old fox.
Unable to sleep anymore, she got up from bed, lighting a cigarette at the window, taking a deep breath and then blowing out rings of smoke.
Looking at the moon outside the window, she couldn’t help but think of Justin Kingston...
Past memories erupted like a flood... A heart full of scars, felt as if being torn apart!
Tears filled her eyes uncontrollably, allowing the pain to rage in her heart.
She thought she had hated him to the core, and also thought she could forget him...
That night, some suffered from insomnia, while others slept soundly.
She slept in the master bedroom tonight; Finn Morgan returned to the couch, willingly.
Because he found out her waist was hurting, he said his injuries were no longer a problem.
Finn Morgan stayed up late, standing by the window in the moonlight for a long time, feeling like he had changed.
Recalling the bits and pieces spent with her during this time, he felt like it was a dream, not quite real.
After leaving home, he got used to being a loner, having no friends except for CEO Kingston.
Finn Morgan defined himself as having social anxiety; he didn’t like spending time interacting with people, but this girl broke into his life and even moved into his home.
Getting so close to a woman was something Finn Morgan himself hadn’t expected, especially with a kid who hasn’t graduated yet.
Hailey Hale’s alarm rang, she got up early, thinking of traveling made her extremely excited!
Even the dream she had last night was beautiful.
After washing up, she stood in front of the mirror admiring her face; she was in good spirits today and feeling wonderful!
As she opened the door, she found Finn Morgan sitting on the couch reading, "Morning."
"Morning." He turned his eyes to look at her, "Ready to leave?"
Then they went downstairs together, first having breakfast, and then visited a fruit store, picking out the freshest fruits, including lychee, durian, mango, waxberry...
Finn Morgan drove the car himself, taking her to Aethel Falls, with the fastest route according to the GPS still taking an hour and a half.