Nash gave her butt a sharp slap with his hand. A searing pain. "It seems you haven't learned your lesson yet!" Nash's voice was cold.

After a while, Nina could not bear his torment any longer. She was still too tender, and soft pleas escaped her lips, "Stop... please... please, spare me..."

Nash observed Nina, limp and delicate on the table. Her disheveled hair framed her flushed cheeks while small beads of sweat glistened on her forehead. Her blouse hung loosely around her waist, her stockings ripped off, and her skirt pushed up to her thighs. Tears flowed continuously down her cheeks, her nose red from crying and her sobs making her look like a pitiful little thing being bullied.

He could not bear it either, gathering her up in his arms and sitting her down. Nina's mind was now clouded. Her cries were too intense, making her throat hoarse and her vision blurry. She was like a broken doll in Nash's arms, devoid of resistance.

Then, Nash dressed her, cradling her in his arms. All that could be heard was Nash's hoarse voice saying, "If you behave, there won't be any more of this."

Nina did not know what he was so angry about. What had she done wrong again?

She felt he was no longer acting like a human but more like a beast. Highly dangerous. Maybe it was wrong to provoke him from the start. She should not have come to York Corporation, should not have become his secretary, and definitely should not have gotten married.

Nash's phone kept ringing. It annoyed Nina, who frowned again. Nash glanced at his phone

He replied, "Not today."

about tomorrow?" Miranda sounded

to the district court to finalize their divorce, right?" Miranda thought to herself. She knew Nash would make a clean break with

his newfound freedom. But all she got was the

express it. Instead, she asked when he could

him. She needed him. She hoped

uneasily in his arms

me after your

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