Reborn to Revenge
Chapter 2: The Harassment from Nicola Morrison
After a bath, Jocelyn put on a clean dress and went back to the villa. There was nobody in the huge living room. Even Selena Alger was not there.
Joan explained. "Well, young hostess. There is a maneuver in the military district. Master took madam and Miss. Morrison there. As for the third young master, I do not know where he had gone."
Jocelyn frowned. “What about the young master? "
He was her nominal husband, the eldest son of the Morrisons, the man destined to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.
“Young master? I have not seen him today…" Joan said honestly.
“Yes, I see.”
She climbed the spiral stairs to the second floor, found the bedroom of Jocelyn and Arthur according to her memory and knocked twice. There was nobody to answer her. So she pushed the door.
If Arthur was in the bedroom, he would have said coldly “Get out”.
This meant that he was not in the room.
Somehow, she relaxed, not as nervous as before.
She frowned, couldn’t help wondering if the body’s owner was really so afraid of her nominal husband.
Before she could completely open the door, suddenly, a black figure flashed behind her, slammed the door and she was pushed against the wall and trapped by a strong force.
Jocelyn’s mind was suddenly blank.
“Let me go! Who are you?" She struggled fiercely. But the body was pressed tightly. She tried her best to turn around but only saw a black shadow.
The man behind her clung to her back and clasped her hands, while the other hand travelled across her body, from her lips to neck, which made her shiver.
“Who am I? Did my sister-in-law forget me so soon?"
Then he had been silent for two seconds, with an evil smile mixed in his tone. And he slightly bent his body, with the tip of his tongue licking along the arc of Jocelyn's ear. “Just 3 years. You need me to help you recall what happened?”
The sound was like coming up from the hell, which made her feel cold.
Her wrist was clamped. She could feel the pain of crushing her bones when she tried to look back.
She almost blurted out and asked. “Nicola Morrison? Is that you? "
In her memory, Nicola Morrison was the most cynical young master in the Morrisons. He almost had different women every day, which was as fast as he changed his clothes. Once a woman with a big belly came to say she had Nicola's child!
But he relied on Mr. Morrison’s favor to do whatever he liked. Three years ago, he even wanted to possess her.
Jocelyn hit his head with a bottle that time. Then he let her go.
But it was happening again!
Joan explained. "Well, young hostess. There is a maneuver in the military district. Master took madam and Miss. Morrison there. As for the third young master, I do not know where he had gone."
Jocelyn frowned. “What about the young master? "
He was her nominal husband, the eldest son of the Morrisons, the man destined to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.
“Young master? I have not seen him today…" Joan said honestly.
“Yes, I see.”
She climbed the spiral stairs to the second floor, found the bedroom of Jocelyn and Arthur according to her memory and knocked twice. There was nobody to answer her. So she pushed the door.
If Arthur was in the bedroom, he would have said coldly “Get out”.
This meant that he was not in the room.
Somehow, she relaxed, not as nervous as before.
She frowned, couldn’t help wondering if the body’s owner was really so afraid of her nominal husband.
Before she could completely open the door, suddenly, a black figure flashed behind her, slammed the door and she was pushed against the wall and trapped by a strong force.
Jocelyn’s mind was suddenly blank.
“Let me go! Who are you?" She struggled fiercely. But the body was pressed tightly. She tried her best to turn around but only saw a black shadow.
The man behind her clung to her back and clasped her hands, while the other hand travelled across her body, from her lips to neck, which made her shiver.
“Who am I? Did my sister-in-law forget me so soon?"
Then he had been silent for two seconds, with an evil smile mixed in his tone. And he slightly bent his body, with the tip of his tongue licking along the arc of Jocelyn's ear. “Just 3 years. You need me to help you recall what happened?”
The sound was like coming up from the hell, which made her feel cold.
Her wrist was clamped. She could feel the pain of crushing her bones when she tried to look back.
She almost blurted out and asked. “Nicola Morrison? Is that you? "
In her memory, Nicola Morrison was the most cynical young master in the Morrisons. He almost had different women every day, which was as fast as he changed his clothes. Once a woman with a big belly came to say she had Nicola's child!
But he relied on Mr. Morrison’s favor to do whatever he liked. Three years ago, he even wanted to possess her.
Jocelyn hit his head with a bottle that time. Then he let her go.
But it was happening again!
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