Chapter 309 - 307 Be Honest [2nd Update]
Maya Spencer’s feelings have always been very clear cut. It’s precisely because she knows that everything Lillian Morris is facing now is caused by her, so she has an unavoidable responsibility, which she must bear.
Liam Spencer listened to the girl’s explanation and found himself understanding her less and less. However, one thing he did understand was that all the pain Maya Spencer was enduring now was for the betterment of Lillian Morris.
For a moment, the air in the bedroom solidified. Both of them stopped speaking, and the atmosphere was very awkward.
For them now, as long as they are in the same space, it becomes particularly embarrassing, making everyone reluctant to face each other.
After a moment, when Maya Spencer saw that Liam Spencer had no intention of leaving, she spoke again, calmly saying, "Next time, can you not send me a psycho?"
She felt that Liam Spencer was purposely messing with her, which is why he arranged such a rough ’client’ for her.
Even though she knew her request might be pointless, she still wanted to fight for herself because that suffocating, passing-out pain truly frightened her.
The man listened to her request and ignored her but instead pulled open her robe and asked, "Does it hurt a lot?"
Seeing this, Maya Spencer immediately pulled up her clothes, hastily fiddling with her hair, not answering him.
She didn’t want anyone to see her in such a pitiful state, especially not Liam Spencer, because she didn’t want to see his victorious look.
Seeing the girl avoid him, Liam Spencer extended his long arm and pulled her into his embrace,
Maya Spencer felt the man’s roughness, her heart almost jumping out of her mouth, she was genuinely in pain, the kind of pain that made life worse than death, she was scared, so she quickly grabbed her clothes and asked, "Do you not mind?"
She was reminding him, hoping he could treat her sensibly and give her a break.
The man listened to Maya Spencer’s words, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and angrily said, "Behave, or I really will have you."
Hearing the man’s warning, Maya Spencer stopped struggling, but instead, turned her head away, biting her lips, and tightly closed her eyes, allowing him to undress her.
It was only then she realized that he had brought medicine to apply it to her wounds.
Seeing the man’s pretentious act, Maya Spencer only found it ridiculous, thinking, can it be more disgusting, more fake? So her disdain for him grew another notch.
But as for her opinion about Liam Spencer, she only dared to think about it in her heart, not daring to curse out loud.
After a moment, once Liam Spencer finished applying the medicine, he dressed her and then got up to leave without lingering in her room.
As he left her room and closed the door, Liam Spencer leaned against the wall beside him, letting out a long sigh, thinking, should he let Maya Spencer go, should he give her freedom?
But when he thought about the three years she was not around and how much he had endured, he really couldn’t bear to let go.
At this moment, he raised the corners of his mouth, coldly laughing at himself: "Liam Spencer, aren’t you pathetic? Why can’t you just let her go?"
Even if it is pathetic, or mutual torment, nevertheless, he just doesn’t want to let Maya Spencer go, he isn’t mentally prepared, and maybe he never will be in this lifetime.
The only consolation for Maya Spencer was that at least the man still had 0.1% of his conscience left, as he didn’t assign her tasks while she was unwell.
Not until half a month later, when the stocks of Lillian Morris’s company slowly warmed up, did she receive another ’task’ message.
Just like last time, the time and place remained unchanged, but Maya Spencer was already thoroughly terrified of that man, so after pondering for a long time, she sent a text message to Liam Spencer asking [Is it the same person as last time?]
Upon receiving the text, Liam Spencer didn’t know how to answer her properly. After a long inner struggle, he finally made up his mind and replied with two words [No.]
Seeing this text message, Maya Spencer, with a heart full of anxiety, went to that suite once more.
She knew she was walking further down an endless road, yet she had no idea how to turn back, she only hoped Liam Spencer would vent his anger soon, so she could end this quickly for herself.
She hoped that in the next life, she could be like Ella Turner, born among the common people, able to enjoy the most ordinary familial love and the simplest affection.
As she pushed open the door, the room was still the same as last time, completely dark, with no lights on.
This time, the ’client’ was very gentle, making her feel at a certain midway moment as if it was Liam Spencer.
Only when she sobered up did she chuckle self-deprecatingly, thinking, that man would never miss a chance to trample her, so how could he personally abuse her? He has long despised her. But perhaps this isn’t such a bad thing, she’d rather spend the night with strangers than with Liam Spencer.
The next morning, when Maya Spencer woke up, the man was long gone, and a set of new clothes was still placed on the bedside.
On the bed, Maya Spencer curled up her legs, sitting there in a daze, lifting her hands to rub her little face powerlessly, feeling a strange heartache; she was now disgusted with herself.
Her little hands desperately rubbed her eyes, trying to stop the tears in her eyes, but even though she rubbed her eyes red, the tears still came running down.
Maya Spencer wiped away the tears on her face, slapped herself hard several times, scolding: "Maya Spencer, why are you crying? This is your fate; the days ahead are long. If you start crying now, what about later?"
Immediately after, she grabbed her clothes, quickly dashed into the bathroom, standing under the shower, letting her tears blend with the water.
She deceived herself, claiming she hadn’t cried, that she was still the same as three years ago, not caring about these things, what was the body after all? It was nothing more than a shell, and since Liam Spencer wanted to torment her, then let him torment her!
As expected, such days would last long. After this time, the tasks Liam Spencer assigned to her became more frequent, sometimes there would be engagements for two consecutive nights.
What puzzled her was that each client didn’t turn on the lights, all taking place in the dark, but maybe this was a good thing, at least it saved her from one more disgust.
That day, she had just come out of the hotel after a shower when she received a call from her uncle, asking her to come to the company.
It had been a long time since her uncle had proactively contacted her, so asking her to come by the company now must mean there was something he needed her to do. Thinking about having something to handle, Maya Spencer couldn’t help but laugh coldly. What use is she now? Who could she possibly help with anything?
Now she is nothing more than Liam Spencer’s venting object, he wouldn’t help her with anything.
Outside Aron Hanson’s office, Maya Spencer knocked on the door, and upon hearing the invitation to enter, she pushed the door open and feigned nonchalance, calling out: "Uncle."