After hanging up, Jiang Che gently shook his head. It seemed a scolding from his mother was unavoidable.
Without giving it much thought, Jiang Che pushed the door open again and soon saw Hathaway Windsor sitting blankly at the bedside.
She had her legs curled up, her hands resting on her knees, head lowered as she sat there in a daze.
Hearing the door open, Hathaway slowly raised her eyes and looked calmly at Jiang Che. The spark that had once filled her eyes was long gone; in its place was only the cold loneliness of stagnant water.
Jiang Che walked over and lifted Hathaway's flawless, delicate chin, one brow rising slightly. "Why go this far? Is that man really worth it?"
Hathaway gave him a cold look but said nothing.
A wicked, scheming bastard like Jiang Che, with no gentlemanly grace whatsoever, could never understand the feelings she had gradually begun to develop for Long Jiuyuan.
"Now that Long Jiuyuan is gone, no one will disturb us."
"You know what I'm going to do next."
As Jiang Che spoke, he scooped Hathaway up and tossed her onto the bed, then bent down and kissed her fiery red lips.
Unable to break free, Hathaway could only clamp her teeth shut to keep Jiang Che from succeeding. Still unwilling to yield, she even bit his lips hard.
Unfortunately, that little attack did nothing at all. Instead, it only stirred Jiang Che's desire to conquer her even further.
"Little Wildcat, you really are disobedient..."
"Your resistance is destined to be futile. If you want someone to blame, blame Long Jiuyuan. If he hadn't sent you to follow me, would you have ended up like this?"
Jiang Che reached out and gently caressed Hathaway's exquisite face, beautiful as that of a goddess, his