Chapter 499
Once he’d used Maisy to make enough money, he would seek Skylar out with the money. Then, he’d take her back home, and they would build a family of their own.
Recently, he kept thinking about the wishes he’d made with Skylar. They seemed simple and normal, as though they could be easily achieved.
However, it was everything he’d ever wanted. He loved Skylar. Christopher wouldn’t fall for anyone else for the rest of his life.
The man got out of the truck, satisfied. He told Christopher, “Your truck is out of condoms, so I couldn’t take any protective measures. Buy her some contraceptive pills.”
After he left, Christopher got into the truck.
He glared at Maisy disdainfully, who was nearly half–dead. He said, “Stop faking it. The people who’ve come tonight aren’t any good. They wouldn’t have tired you out.”
Maisy tried to escape. She couldn’t stand it anymore. She hailed from at
wealthy family and was supposed to marry into a wealthier one. How could she be trapped here and tortured?
She would rather be dead. Christopher was ruthless.
However, Christopher grabbed her leg. He dumped her back into the truck like she was a rubbish sack.
“I’ll find you a nice home once I’ve made enough money off you,” Christopher declared. He narrowed his eyes and scrutinized Maisy’s features. That face of hers would şell for a good price.
He was going to torture Maisy first. If not, he wouldn’t be avenging what Maisy had done to Skylar.
Maisy’s pupils shrunk rapidly. She knew the “nice home” Christopher
mentioned wouldn’t be anywhere near nice.
“Christopher, you’re such a pervert. If I had known you were such a pervert, I wouldn’t have dated you. Aren’t you ecstatic to see me get harassed by these
men? Would Skylar take you back if she knew you were such a maniac?
“No, she wouldn’t be able to accept you. She’s with Joe now. How would she fall for you again? In addition, you were with her for so many years. Yet, you had no idea that she was an expert in restoring antiques, just like the rest of us. Skylar kept it from you all those years. Don’t fantasize about getting back. together with her. You’ll never succeed!”
Christopher slapped her across the face without holding back.
“You think Skylar is like you? She would never worship the rich and look down. on the poor,” Christopher defended. His face was devoid of color.
Everything Maisy said sounded like nails scratching on a chalkboard to Christopher. He couldn’t stop the violence roaring within him. He kicked her multiple times. “It’s all because of you, Maisy!”
Maisy covered her head and screamed, “Christopher, I pray for your horrible demise! Skylar will never get back together with you. If you can’t beat Joe, there’s no point in fantasizing over her!”
“Shut up! You’d better shut the hell up!”
When Skylar woke up, she saw that an unknown number had called her. She disregarded it. There had been many scam calls.
Suddenly, Joe’s seductive baritone rang out behind her. He asked, “You’re up?”
Skylar looked back toward the door.
Joe must’ve gotten up before her.
When she thought of what had happened last night, Skylar’s face flushed. She asked, “When did you wake up?”
He must’ve slept later than her. He’d bathed her after their ministrations. She had no idea how he’d gotten her back into bed.
Joe answered, “Half an hour ago. I’ve made breakfast. Would you like to try some?”
Skylar stared at Joe in surprise. He looked satisfied. She asked, “You made breakfast?”