Chapter 1190

Chapter 1190

Seeing how Anthony ignored Leonora and darted toward her, Anne was startled into running away.

She would need to wait if she took the elevator, even if it was a private one, and that would be of no

help for Anne at the moment.

She stormed through the door to the fire escape and raced down the stairs swiftly, all the while

hearing the footsteps that followed behind.

"Ah!" As soon as she reached the last stair, she was grabbed by the back of her neck and pinned

against the wall.

“I told you to come here, did you not understand? Hm?” Anthony's breath caressed her skin and her

blood ran cold.

She shoved him away and resisted. “Let me go! Anthony Marwood, you can't do this to me. Go

away..."

“I will let you know what happens when you cross me...” Anthony muttered, before pulling her mask

away and pressing his lips against hers.

"Umph!” Anne widened her eyes in fear. Her hands were pinned against the wall as though she had

been nailed onto a cross; she could not move and the slightest movement hurt.

The clothes on her body were torn from her shoulders and as her skin came into contact with the

cold air, she froze in shock and forgot to resist for a moment. Realizing what Anthony was about to

do, she broke down in tears. “No...umph!”

“How can he do this here? We are in the stairways!’ She thought.

Anthony did not care about her feelings and did not hold back his strength to sooth the irritation

boiling within him. Like a hungry beast, he devoured his prey, leaving nothing behind.

Meanwhile, Leonora was standing by the entrance of the stairway, not daring to go inside.

“Is Ms. Vallois going to be okay?’ She thought.

“What are you doing here?” Ken walked over.

Leonora shushed him and immediately heard strange noises along with Anne's cries from the

stairway. She flushed and pulled Ken away from the entrance. “It's... Ms. Vallois and Mr. Marwood...”

She said in embarrassment.

“So I heard. That's why I'm here,” Ken said.

"Are they going to be okay? Mr. Marwood is such a beast and just started at the stairway...” Though

Leonora was already twenty-seven years old, she had never seen a man so desperate and realized

that perhaps the couple would set all conflicts aside after this.

“We are in no place to interfere with that.” Ken's expression darkened. He was Anne's employee and

was loyal to her. However, as much as he wanted to help, he could not interfere with the affairs

between a married couple. He could only hope that Anthony would show mercy to Anne.

After all the chaos the two had caused, no one dared to step in Anthony's way.

An hour later, Anthony carried Anne out of the stairway, covering her upper half of the body and

face with his black jacket.

The two took the elevator and left, while Ken and Leonora saw them off, both realizing that it would

be days before they saw Anne at the office again.

Anne was carried onto the Rolls Loyce and the car drove off.

She rested in Anthony's arms inside the car, still dazed and trembling as though she was still

processing the torture she had been through.

“I told you to obey.” He caressed her cheek with his finger tips and narrowed his eyes obsessively.

Anne turned her face away from his touch.

She had not woken up and had merely moved out of instinct; driven by fear, every touch from

Anthony felt painful.