Chapter 133 Sophia suddenly froze. She could not show she cared too much about that cost, or Jason would be suspicious.
Sophia didnât want him to see the recorder now. It wasnât time yet. With Jasonâs temperament, he most likely ordered someone to throw the coat away. She could simply go to the trash to search later.
After covering herself with the blanket again, Sophia leaned back against the head of the bed. Without looking at Jason, she closed her eyes and rested.
When Jason saw Sophie was ignoring him, anger rose in him. He strode to the bed and grabbed Sophiaâs chin. âOpen your eyes,â he said through gritted teeth.
Sophia cooperated. She opened her eyes, not speaking. She just stared at him quietly. Her face had a sickly pallor, and her eyes were icy Seeing she was obedient, Jason slowly let go of her, His fingers brushed across her pale face. The touch of her delicate skin caused ripples to spread in his heart.
Jason had seen all kinds of women over the years but had to admit that Ada was the most beautiful one. In the past, Jason was abstinent and cold, refusing to be with women. After he was forced to marry her and slept with her, he became greedy and yeared to return home to bed her some more.
Jason did not love Ada, who had saved his life, nor did he fall in love with any of the socialites in Cester City. He only had eyes for Ada. It showed how alluring Ada was.
His gaze fell on the pink dress Sophia was wearing. Recalling that she had dressed up for another man, he could not help but feel jealous.
His jealousy turned into anger when he remembered how cooperative Sophia was. He reached out and grabbed the collar of the dress. With a strong tug, the buttons were sent flying and her chest was exposed.
Although Jon did not manage to rape Sophia just now, he had bit her collarbone, leaving a faint red mark Jason suddenly grabbed her shoulder. The murderous look in his eyes vanished. He had only crippled Jon just now. It seemed he had let Jon off too easily.
Seeing the mark, Jasonâs rationality vanished. He buried his head in Sophieâs neck, biting her collarbone wantonly.
Sophia still did not speak, nor did she stop Jason. She watched coldly as Jason went crazy, watching him fall further amid jealousy and anger. Everything Sophia had done tonight finally gave her the result she wanted.
When a man lost control of his emotions, he wasnât far from losing his mind. Once he lost his mind, what awaited him ahead would be eternal torment.
Sophia had already succeeded halfway in this mindâboggling game. The rest would come too.
Seeing Jason unbuttoning his shirt, Sophia suddenly turned and lay on the bed, retching.
Jason froze. His chest constricted, and anger filled his eyes again. Sophia cooperated with Jon and allowed George to put a coat on her, but she found his touch disgusting Swearing silently, Jason suddenly turned Sophia around. He gritted his teeth and asked, âIs this how a mistress should behave?â
Sophia met Jasonâs eyes and said calmly âIâm already lying down, I canât control my reactionsâ
Jason raised his hand, but when he saw Sophiaâs pale face, he forced himself to put his arm down. He realized Sophia had control over his Chapter 133 emotions. The fact made him despair.
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It hurt him to see Sophia so cold. He would be furious to see her give in to other men. As for joy and happiness, Jason did not experience them for the time being. But if Sophia smiled at him, he would be happy. If she cooperated with him, he would be happy.
y a woman.
It was dangerous for a man, especially a powerful person, to be controlled by âBut so what?â Jason thought. He couldnât control his feelings. He knew he shouldnât love her, but in the end, he still did and didnât even have the chance to stop it.
After a short silence, Jason got up weakly and staggered out of the room. He said, âThe doctor said youâre weak and need to heal. Pest early.â
Sophia looked at his lonely back and laughed silently. Tears welled up in her eyes. âIf you hadnât given me birth control pills for two years if you hadnât forced me to kneel, perhaps I wouldnât hate you so much, she thought. âYou had an affair, protected your first love, abandoned me, and hurt me repeatedly for her. I could accept all that. I deserved it for loving you then. But I will never forget the agony of being drugged and the humiliation of kneeling!
After lying on the bed for a while, Sophia changed her clothes and braced her weak body as she walked out of the room slowly.