The door slammed shut with a vengeance!

The solid wooden door, struck with force, caused every window in the room to tremble!

Jiayi, still startled, stared at the intruder.

Huo Zhenyang casually surveyed the room, which had previously been used by the elder’s caretaker. Whenever the old man fell ill or was convalescing at home, the professional caretakers would stay here, so, naturally, the room could not compare to the spacious comfort of the master bedroom.

Inside the room, there was only a single bed, a table with a laptop on it.

Next to it was a small cabinet filled with various daily necessities, such as a toothbrush, toothpaste, towels, teacups, and the like.

Because the old man was ill, he had temporarily taken over the board of directors. He had been too busy these days and hadn’t returned to Huo Garden much, nor had he visited her room.

He took a long stride toward her small bed and sat down, pressing on the mattress to test its elasticity, frowning and then pressing down again.

Ha, what kind of bed is this? It’s difficult to even turn over, and there’s no bounce to it at all.

"What are you doing..." she stepped forward to stop him. It was just a simple foldable bed, not the king-size one in his bedroom that wouldn’t break no matter how much one rolled around on it.

When he saw her intervention, he finally fixed his gaze on her, "The old man isn’t as seriously ill as he was a few days ago. I’ll speak to him, you can move back these next two days. It’s not like the house lacks maids or caretakers."

Move back to his bedroom?

Jiayi felt a stir in her heart and blurted out without thinking, "The old man was still coughing badly today. I want to take care of him myself for a while longer. He’s gotten used to my care these past few days."

Huo Zhenyang’s brows furrowed with extreme displeasure, his jaw lifted slightly, but his voice grew deeper, "You’ll take care of the old man, what about me? Who will take care of me?"

Jiayi couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the same time. Such a grown man, without sickness or injury, not lacking hands or feet, what care did he still need?

His gaze seemed to carry the heat of a rising flame, shooting straight at her without any attempt at concealment.

She realized what he meant by care was not about feeding, serving tea, or drawing a bath, but...

Caring for his lower half.

Only then did it dawn on her that, having been back in G City for so long, it seemed she had not yet rolled in the sheets with him.

The most intimate they had been was that day on the balcony when he wickedly stole a kiss from her.

Actually, sometimes when he held her in his sleep during the prior period, she could feel his special reaction, a huge thing pressing against her waist, very hot and uncomfortable, especially in the morning...

But each time, she would pretend to be asleep, acting as if she knew nothing.

He probably had no interest in a woman who slept like a dead pig, so nothing further happened.

With all the recent happenings in Huo Garden and the business being busy, having moved out of their shared bedroom and hovering around the old man, there had been even fewer opportunities.

On the contract, there was originally one more task left, but this time, due to the matter with Su Yan, Jiayi agreed to go back to G City with him, and it became a bottomless pit...

Perhaps, until she left him, she would always have to submit to his demands.

But could she really leave this man again?

She gazed into his eyes, stirring a heated restlessness throughout his body. It seemed he could no longer bother to restrain himself. With a sweeping motion, he pulled her tightly against his chest, and their bodies followed the momentum, tilting backward!

They both sat down on her pitifully narrow, folding bed, which trembled and twitched under their weight.

He quickly lifted her onto himself, making her cling to him like a koala. Bending his head low, he scrutinized her from top to bottom, his gaze becoming somewhat scorching.

"Not here. The old man is in the next room... It might disturb his rest," she murmured in a tiny voice.

He hadn’t been thinking about it, but upon her refusal, he couldn’t help but chuckle, amusement dancing in his eyes. His large hand slid from her delicate jade back down to her waist.

She startled, fearing he would really do that deed right here, and pressed her hands against his chest-wall like it was made of hard stone: "Don’t you have a premiere to attend tonight? There’s not enough time, right? Jian Meiyi must be waiting for you by now. If you’re late, she’ll lose face too... Can we talk about this later, please?"

Was she looking for a million reasons to shirk and keep herself from touching him?

Even desperately pushing him toward another woman!

So, in her eyes, he was the devil now?

A woman would adopt such a desperate, resistant attitude only when she was on guard or even disliked a man!

If she hadn’t been the poor soul he’d picked up from Huanglong Mountain’s hunting ground, if she hadn’t been at his mercy, constrained by him, perhaps she would have already flown away with wings!

However, even if she grew wings, he would ruthlessly pluck them off!

An inexplicable anger surged within him, a fierce glint flashed through his pupils, and the fiery rage building inside him could no longer be concealed. He squeezed her waist, and with a swoop of his large hand, he fiercely lifted her skirt with a "rip" sound: "What does it matter if it’s beside the old man’s room? Even under the old man’s watch, I’ll do to you whatever I want—"

She really disliked this man’s behavior of forcefully taking what he wanted!

In H City, it was the same; whenever he wanted her, regardless of the time or place, even late into the night, she had to obediently clean up and, like a wrapped gift, present herself before him at his command.

Back then, she thought that since it was only a contract with a few occurrences, and since the Liang Family’s amusement park project was just stabilizing, she didn’t want to anger him, so she endured until it was over.

But now, the Liang Family’s business was steady, Su Yan’s surgery was done, and more than ever, she knew that once she returned to G City, it would probably not end with him in the short term, and she could no longer bear it!

She resisted his palm’s arrogant violation: "This is force, a clear act of force—"

He propped up her delicately beautiful little chin with his fingertips, his voice in every enunciated word utterly domineering: "Don’t forget, we exchanged rings as an engaged couple."

Her exquisite little face trembled on his finger: "So what if we are engaged? Even married couples can’t violate each other’s wishes to have relations. That’s marital r*pe, a form of domestic violence! Mr. Huo surely understands such basic legal knowledge, right?"

A hint of mockery appeared on his lips, filled with contempt: "Law? I don’t understand it. I only know one Royal Law, named Huo Family Royal Law."

If being firm didn’t work, she had to take a softer approach, softening her voice: "This is a nursing room meant for taking care of patients, the walls and the door are very thin, and the soundproofing is terrible. Do you want everyone to hear?"

If the old man heard it, ten layers of her skin would not be enough to save her face. How would she face people after that?

Huo Zhenyang’s fingers tightened, pinching her tender skin painfully. His faint smile masked a mysterious malevolence: "So what if they hear? Have you forgotten? In H City, we did it in the restroom of a revolving restaurant, and in the dead of night, I made you leave school to do it... Does the place or occasion matter? What difference does it make now."