She got a high fever at 39.5 degrees, but Jesus Au was so cold—blooded that he didn’t allow her to ask for a doctor, or even let people take care of her, but leaving her alone in bed, not caring if she would die or keep alive.

The dazzling sunlight refracted from the open French windows, softening the cold atmosphere of the room.

Lillian White slowly opened her eyes. The whole world was dizzy, and her head was also dizzy, which was like a huge stone. She seemed to be lost in an illusion, so she could not tell whether it was reality or dreamland.

"Awake?" The words that did not contain a little temperature sounded, and a slender figure ran into the hollow eyes of Lillian White.

Lillian White lifted her heavy eyelids weakly, and looked up at Jesus Au’s handsome face with sneering. Recalling what had happened before her fainting, hatred filled her eyes.

With a little strength, she stubbornly propped up her weak body, and used a dumb and low voice to ask, “Why... why did you do that?" How did she offend him, why did he treat her so cruelly?

Jesus Au glared at her pale, almost transparent face, and squinted. "I don’t know what you are talking about."

Hearing the words, although Lillian White was angry at his answer, she did not have the strength to move. She had to endure the full anger and said, "I have heard it. You designed me and you let that woman put the medicine in my wine, and then you raped me..." For the last sentence, she almost came out with the loudest voice. "Why? I have done nothing against you. Why are you doing this to me?" Lillian White’s heart was full of scars and blood.

While she was complaining, Jesus Au did not change his face at all. After she stopped talking, he opened his mouth with a smile.

"Because I want you..." Jesus Au stared at her eyes affectionately which were soaked in tears, gently held her hair and played it with his slender fingertips.

He was laughing, but gloomily, thrillingly and creepily, "My dear little wife, don't you know how many men are jealous for you, how many men want to get you by any means? I am just one of them." He told her in a gentle voice, expressing his love.

"Do you think I will believe in you?" Lillian White sullenly sneered. Hate was burning her heart, and the pain came in. His face, like a devil, was blurred. She could not see it clearly, because the pain almost took away her consciousness.

"Why don't you believe? Don't you know how beautiful you are?" Jesus Au confided in admiration for her, and there was an infinite fascination in his dark starry eyes. "You are so beautiful that I want to destroy it..."

Lillian White gasped heavily and looked at his faint expression. She hoarsely snorted and said, “So what can you get from me! Body? Or money?"

But she did not expect that Jesus Au just stopped, and his dark eyes flashed out a dangerous light, "Your pain."

Pain? Did he try to torture her for her pain?

Lillian White could no longer stop the anger in her heart, and used all her strength to make slap on his face, "Jesus Au, you are not a man." Then her whole body fell softly.

Her strength was not great, but she still left a bright red mark on the face of Jesus Au. Jesus Au licked his lips and touched his hot left cheek, smiling at Lillian White lying on the bed.

"You hit me?" He smiled, which oozed harmlessness, but it was more horrifying than anger.

The consciousness of Lillian White was already about to vanish. At the moment she had no strength to move again. She could only watch Jesus Au without saying a word.

A wolf—like bloodthirsty light flashed through the eyes of Jesus Au, and his pair of dark eyes lost the light for a while. He then smashed her slender neck quickly, and buckled her throat, giving out his brutal breath.

His cold eyes stared at Lillian White under his big palm. She was rolling her eyes because of the lack of oxygen. He showed his cold blood without bit of pity.

"No one in this world dares to do it to me!" The blue veins on the face of Jesus Au burst out, which proved his annoyance at the moment.

Lillian White wanted to struggle, but she couldn't make up her strength. She could breathe in less and less air. She felt that she was dying, and the whole person became light and fluttering. At this moment, Jesus Au smashed her back to the bed.

Because of this powerful crash, Lillian White was sore, and she almost got fainted.

"Even you are a woman, I can beat you. Next time, I will get the price from you." Jesus Au’s evil cold eyes looked at her body, and then turn around and left.

Lillian White looked at his arrogant back, opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but finally did not say it.

The moment when he was opening the door, Jesus Au suddenly stopped his footsteps and looked back at Lillian White. He sneered, "Right, next time if you want to see my intimacy with other woman, you don't need to hide in the balcony. I don’t mind you looking at us a little brighter directly."

The last scene Lillian White caught before she got fainted was the picture of Jesus Au’s hideous smile at her and his departure, and then her world was blank.

It had been four days before Lillian White woke up again.

In the first two days, because no one took care of her, her high fever did not retreat. On the last day, the housekeeper worried that there would be an accident and called the doctor. The doctor gave Lillian some drips for one day, and then she retired the next day.

When Lillian White just woke up, she felt that her whole body was so empty, as if only the flesh was left. She took half an hour to slowly recover consciousness by looking at the ceiling. When she wanted to got up from the bed, she felt it even difficult to do so. She was stunned in dizziness. She casually put on a piece of clothes and got out of bed, and then walked by holding the wall step by step.

From the upstairs to the downstairs, just a short ten—second journey, Lillian White seemed to have walked a few kilometers. After finishing the last step of the stairs, her whole body fell to the ground.

It happened that the housekeeper Mrs. An just came out of the kitchen and saw her. She quickly put down the things in hands and ran over. "Madam, are you awake?" Then she kindly took Lillian to the sofa in the living room and helped her to sit down.

"Yeah." Lillian White nodded weakly, leaning her body on the sofa. After she recovered a little, she looked up at Mrs. An and asked, "Can you cook some porridge for me?" She was sick during these few days. She only took a few mouthfuls of water and could barely support herself by the nutrient solution. Now she was sober, only felling that her stomach was uncomfortable.

Mrs. An looked at her with a look of embarrassment and replied warmly,” This...the young master told us that we cann’t do things for you casually. Madam, I am really sorry." She said, and lowered her head.

Lillian White looked at Mrs. An’s apologizing expression, and her pale face was flushed with anger.

Did Jesus Au really want to force her to die? However, she would not allow his wish to become true so easily.

"Then can you tell me where the rice is? I can do it by myself." Lillian White propped up her body.

"Madam, can you cook porridge?" Mrs. An was very surprised.

"Yeah." Lillian White nodded and walked to the kitchen. In high school, she rented a house alone outside, so she knew about the housework.