Fall Ill

'Heavens! Who exactly have I run into? A madman? Or....'

Affording no time to think about it, Esther turned around and was about to escape, but the man immediately hugged her from behind the moment she put her hand on the door. Then, he pulled her around and pressed her to the ground.

Although she didn't feel any pain because of the wool carpet on the floor, she was frightened by the sudden pressure from an unfamiliar man. She struggled and screamed, "What are you doing? Let go of me...."

What was he doing? He was kissing Esther and ripping her clothes.

What a pervert! He was indeed a pervert!

Instead of catching her boyfriend having an affair with her sister, Esther was taken advantage of. If such an embarrassing matter got out, Esther would be disgraced. No, even if no one else knew it, she couldn't allow a strange man to sleep her!

However, the more she struggled, the crazier the man on her became.

In panic, Esther discovered that this man was tall and sturdy, and his aura was unique and domineering....

She used almost all her strength to push him away, but it was useless at all. Just when Esther thought that she was going to be raped by the man for no reason, the man on her suddenly stopped kissing wildly and buried his head in her subscapular fossa.

He let out a dull groan in pain. Esther felt a burst of pain coming from her shoulders, followed by a faint smell of blood.

"It hurts...." Esther was in so much pain that tears came out of her eyes, but the man only cared about venting out his pain. He had no intention of letting go of Esther at all.

Hurried footsteps sounded from outside. Someone rushed in and helped the man up from Esther's body as they anxiously said, "Mr. Terence suffers a relapse. Hurry up and call Dr. Ross over...."

"Got it!" Someone else answered and ran out.

Esther, who had finally been freed, endured the pain and sat up from the ground. She stared blankly at the swaying figure in front of her as she watched the madman being helped back to bed by the crowd.

Everyone only cared about the man on the bed, in no mood to notice Esther who was hiding in the corner and trembling from fear.

Esther did not dare to stay here any longer, nor did she dare to look at the man anymore. It was even more impossible for her to hold him accountable. She almost crawled up from the ground and ran towards the door.

After leaving the bedroom, she looked around and tightened the torn clothes on her body. Having backtracked and returned to the garage, she curled up in the trunk and trembled.

Esther heard from James that the Gibson's was heavily guarded, and that it was difficult for ordinary people to enter and exit freely. If she rushed out like this, it would be easy for the guards to catch her, so she could only wait for James and Anne to come out.

Curling up in the trunk, Esther kept thinking of the thrilling scene that had just happened to her. At the thought of that she was almost raped by an unfamiliar man and that the man bit her shoulder, she unconsciously shivered.

Esther raised her hand and touched the wound on her shoulder. It was sticky and covered in blood. No wonder it hurt so much....

Fortunately, the man didn't bite her neck. If he did, she would die without a doubt.

After Esther waited in the trunk for an hour, James and Anne finally appeared. Their faces were filled with satisfaction. It was obvious that 'the battle' just now went on very successfully.