The Celibate Tycoon Has Fallen-Chapter 43: If You Hate Me So Much, Why Not Give Me to Someone Else?
The cheongsam’s buttons were not easy to undo, and Jasper Yale didn’t have the patience for it. He tore open the collar with both hands.
"Who told you to wear it?"
Yelena Hughes’s elegant collarbones emerged. Her figure was so curvy that the cheongsam made her even more alluring than if she were bare.
Jasper gazed at her with an itch in his throat, her long hair flowing down, still looking as if she did nothing wrong.
"I didn’t do anything, just changed into this outfit and stood there." Yelena observed the anger in Jasper’s eyes, which did not diminish with her words. "He didn’t touch me at all, nor did he make any inappropriate moves."
Jasper’s lips twisted into a cold smile, "And his blatant gaze doesn’t count?"
"Looking is just looking, his eyes are on his face."
Jasper pressed her, almost stepping on Yelena’s foot, forcing her to retreat.
"Why didn’t you poke his eyes out?"
"That guest obviously has some background, I’m not going to smash eggs against rocks."
Yelena’s knee bumped into the sofa behind her, and she fell into it. The cheongsam slit reached her thigh, setting Jasper’s insides ablaze.
"Do you know why he wanted you to wear the cheongsam?"
"Maybe it’s because rich people have some peculiar hobbies."
Jasper’s arm propped against the sofa back next to her, his body bending slightly, malicious heat swirling in his eyes. "Remember, his name is Shawn Thorne, nicknamed The Pervert Thorne. His mother died early, leaving behind a few cheongsams as treasured keepsakes. Shawn had a room full of cheongsams made in the original sizes, making any woman with a similar figure wear them."
"But the previous ones who tried them on were either too small in the chest or too wide in the waist, he found every little discrepancy unacceptable, until now..."
Jasper’s voice became more intense, making Yelena feel a chill the more she listened. "He found you, and look, doesn’t this cheongsam look tailor-made for you?"
Yelena swallowed, "And then?"
"Then, oh," Jasper drawled, spitting out each word deliberately, "He will definitely insist on you, he said that once he found the person, he would bring her home."
"To live in his mother’s old house, sleep in her bed, and never let her step outside for a lifetime."
Beads of sweat formed on Yelena’s nose, "You’re... lying to me, right?"
"Why don’t you go back with him and see for yourself? He’s even prepared a red bridal sedan."
A red bridal sedan?
Images from horror movies flashed in Yelena’s mind, it was too terrifying. No, she didn’t fit this dress; it was totally unsuitable!
Yelena scrambled to take it off, the spring scenery endless and boundless, originally covered and hidden, now bursting to life, warming his gaze with color and fragrance.
Yelena was suddenly pushed down, and her hands were grabbed. Jasper leaned close to her ear.
"Leave a few buttons for me, no need to undo them all."
He saw the lipstick on Yelena’s lips, garishly vulgar, and Jasper wanted to raise his hand to wipe it off.
But before his fingers touched it, he was so disdainful that he grabbed Yelena’s hand to wipe it off.
Her lips’ natural rosy color emerged, only then was Jasper satisfied, bending down to kiss her.
"Mmm—"
Yelena’s mouth was blocked, Jasper traced the corners of her lips, then wantonly breached her defenses. His fingers reached her shoulder blade, gripping the fallen collar tighter until it was clenched in his hand.
Jasper kissed fiercely, heavily, full of a desire for conquest.
A thudding sound came from the side, Yelena pressed against Jasper’s face with her hand, "Stop..."
Madeline Forest stood awkwardly not far away, covering her eyes with both hands, "Sorry, I didn’t see anything."
Since entering, she had been left in the private room, forgotten by both of them. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎
She was really caught in a dilemma, wanting to sneak out but inadvertently causing a disturbance.
Madeline was too honest, dutifully covering her eyes without daring to peek, groping her way to the door.
After taking a few steps out, she stepped on something unknowingly and fell face-first to the ground.
"Ouch."
She cried out in pain.
Yelena quickly pushed the man on top of her away, who was interrupted halfway, now sitting on the sofa, disinterested.
She hurried to Madeline’s side, "Are you okay?"
The cheongsam was too tight around Yelena, making it difficult for her to squat down. Madeline got up from the floor, her face covered in blood.
It looked scary, but it was just a nosebleed from the impact; Yelena quickly took out a tissue to press it.
"Go wash your face."
She walked to the door, opening it for Madeline, "Change your clothes too, or if Chester sees you, you’ll definitely get scolded."
"I have another set at home, can I borrow yours for now?"
"Sure, I’ll get the key for you." Yelena hadn’t walked out yet when Jasper stopped her, "Who said you could leave?"
"I’ll be back after getting the clothes."
Jasper didn’t say anything more; he had been a bit impulsive earlier, and now he had calmed down.
He was somewhat confused about whether he was nervous when he heard Yelena was in someone else’s private room.
Madeline pulled Yelena’s hand, taking a few steps forward, "I was lying to you, all my clothes are here. Yelena, I just want to give you some advice."
"Advice?"
"You should accompany the Young Master properly, please him, and you won’t be bullied by other guests anymore. You might as well concede, once the Young Master is happy, he won’t be stingy."
Yelena knew Madeline meant well.
"Actually, the Young Master came here a few days ago, Chester told everyone not to speak about something, but I think it’s necessary to tell you."
Madeline lowered her voice, tugging Yelena’s arm, indicating for her to listen.
"The Young Master checked the entrance surveillance, saw your boyfriend hitting you, I secretly followed and watched. He talked with your boyfriend for quite some time, the next day your boyfriend’s arm and leg were broken..."
"Really?" Yelena felt a hollowness in her heart. "That means he knows everything."
Anything Jasper wanted to know, no one could hide it from him.
He knew why she ended up here, he knew Henry Louis was under Nancy Alden’s orders, and he even knew that Henry hit her.
And then?
Everything remained the same; she continued in this wolf den, with Henry’s medicine still given daily.
When Yelena returned to the private room, she was still dressed in the cheongsam, and Jasper instinctively frowned. "Do you like dressing like this so much? You won’t change out of it?"
She sat on the sofa, the torn collar still open, and the man’s eyes darkened. "Is this how you wandered out just now?"
Yelena wiped her face with her hand, smudging the thick foundation on the back of her hand.
"Yes," she finally responded, not fastening the buttons, but pulling the cheongsam further open. "This is all I’ve got, why hide it?"
"Yelena Hughes, do you know what you’re saying?"
Her chest heaved as she looked boldly into Jasper’s eyes, "Young Master, you hate me so much, wouldn’t giving me to that Shawn Thorne be better?"
