When the Contract Marriage Ended, He Stayed

Chapter 35: I Don’t Care Who You Are

"Do you have any idea who I am? If you dare touch a single hair on my head, you can forget about making it in Kenport. And don’t think I’m just trying to scare you—I’m telling you the truth. If you don’t believe me, just let me call someone."

Hazel Hawthorne was trying to stall for time and intimidate the man. If she could just contact Aiden Xavier, she could get out of here. She was sure he wouldn’t abandon her—after all, she was still his wife.

It would be a scandal if word got out that his wife was being assaulted by some nobody. The Xavier Family absolutely couldn’t afford that kind of humiliation.

"HAHAHAHA! A woman like you at a bar is just looking for a rich guy. Well, I’ve got plenty of money. I’ll give you a million when we’re done. How does that sound?"

’A million?’

’A damn million, and he calls himself rich!? The allowance Aiden Xavier gave her was twenty million. As if she’d give a damn about one million. How was she going to get out of here?’

"Let me go, and I’ll give you ten million," Hazel Hawthorne said without hesitation. She didn’t have the money herself, but Aiden Xavier did, and that ten million would be the price to prevent a scandal.

But the man had no patience for haggling with Hazel. He had gone to great trouble to get her here; there was no way he would let her go so easily.

He didn’t give her any more time to talk, lunging straight for her. Hazel threw the pillow she was holding, but it bounced off him harmlessly, almost like a playful flirtation. When the man laughed, the fat on his face bunched into folds.

Hazel felt sick to her stomach, but she was helpless. They ended up in a game of cat and mouse around the room.

When Hazel grew tired, she paused to catch her breath. The man’s portly frame couldn’t handle the exertion either. He was already winded, leaning against a wall and gasping heavily for air.

your while. I’m Aiden Xavier’s wife. If you do anything to me, he will not let you get away with it when he finds out. Do

now, so don’t even think about

on her, he couldn’t stop himself from taking a deep breath. He leaned in

the man anticipated the move. He flipped her over in one motion, forcing

the air as the stench of smoke and alcohol flooded Hazel’s senses.

body. Even through the layer of her clothes, her skin broke out in goosebumps. Her mind went almost completely blank,

Hazel had never experienced. She was repulsed by the man, yet it felt

too hard to catch you. Don’t resist... I’ll

throw

Terror seized every nerve in her body. No one was coming to

loud CRASH, the

his collar from behind. His greasy body was lifted effortlessly into the air. Aiden Xavier saw Hazel lying unconscious on the bed,

sickening THUD, the impact sounded like the world

hard his vision swam. Lying on the floor, he roared at the figures pouring into the room, none of whom he

his jacket and draped it over Hazel. Thank God he’d arrived in time. Any later, and she would have been completely

the man who was still

a second, gasped for air against the wall, and

him, who looked like a demon from hell, his face was twisted in terror—the same terror and fear he had seen on Hazel’s face just moments ago.

you have any idea

you are," Aiden said. "You dared to lay a hand on my woman.

face. The man spat out