“My, aren’t you a smart one, Ms. Yancey?” Wyatt walked up to her. “It’s too bad your father isn’t as lucky as you are. He didn’t even know how he died.”
Scarlett nearly let out a scream when she heard that. “You mean he didn’t die in a car accident? You were the one who killed him?” she asked in a trembling voice.
“Nonsense! I’m a law-abiding citizen! I would never do something illegal like that!”
“You’re a monster, Wyatt! Give me back my father!” Scarlett screamed at the top of her lungs while pounding against Wyatt’s chest, only to have Wyatt shove her to the floor.
Enraged, Scarlett scrambled to her feet and charged at Wyatt a second time.
Wyatt sent her flying backward with a swift kick to the stomach.
Scarlett screamed as she doubled over and trembled in pain.
Wyatt stared her down before making his way to his desk. He made a call using the telephone and said, “Send two security guards over to my office. There’s a piece of trash here that needs to be taken out.”
Three minutes later, two burly security guards arrived at the CEO’s office and dragged Scarlett out of there.
After that, Wyatt returned to his seat and carried on working as though nothing had happened.
He was busy going through his documents when his phone started ringing all of a sudden.
A glance at the caller ID revealed that it was a call from the housekeeper at Zenisan Villa.
“What is it?”
“Will you be coming home tonight, Mr. Lopez? Ms. Marsh’s morning sickness has worsened lately. She’s vomiting everything she eats. The doctor came over to examine her earlier. He said she needs to eat no matter what, or the baby—”
The look in Wyatt’s eyes grew cold as he shouted, “Then feed her again! What, am I not paying you all enough to prepare more meals?”
“It is enough, but Ms. Marsh vomits the food seconds after eating it. There’s not much we can do about that.”
“I’ll head over tonight!” Wyatt then hung up the phone.
The mere thought of how skinny Jessica had become irritated him to no end. As he glanced at his watch and saw that it was five in the evening, he decided to pack his stuff and leave the office.
On his way to the underground parking lot, Wyatt sent a text asking the other party to upload the pictures and videos all over the internet, including on school websites.
The sky was already dark by the time he arrived outside Zenisan Villa.
The look on his face turned gloomy when he entered the house and saw no sign of Jessica. “Did she not come downstairs today?” he asked the housekeeper.
“S-She did. Ms. Marsh spent some time in the garden in the afternoon when the weather was great. She went back upstairs at three and never came down after that,” the housekeeper replied.
Wyatt’s expression grew even colder after he heard that.
“Give me the food. I’ll bring it upstairs myself,” he said while handing the housekeeper his coat.
“Right away, Sir.”
The housekeepers quickly plated the food and handed it over to Wyatt.
All of them held their breaths anxiously as they watched him bring it upstairs.
Wyatt made his way up to the third floor and opened the bedroom door.
His gaze fell upon Jessica, who was sitting by the window, the moment he entered the room.
She had on a set of gray loungewear and was focused on reading a book. Her hands were so skinny that they looked as though they would snap from a gentle squeeze.
As the skin on Jessica’s face was rather thin, it turned red immediately after being slapped.
Even so, she simply pursed her lips and kept her head down without saying anything.
After a prolonged moment of silence, Wyatt brushed her off violently and left with the food tray.
Jessica picked up the book from the carpet and continued reading it on the couch. However, her fingers were trembling as she tried to turn the pages.
Wyatt took his anger out on the housekeepers after heading downstairs.
“Have her go for walks in the garden more often. Also, bring her a new dish every time she vomits! If I find out that she has gotten even skinnier the next time I see her, I will not spare all of you.”
The housekeepers were all shivering in fear when they heard that.
We chose to work here because of the high pay. Who would’ve thought Mr. Lopez would be such a hot-tempered and violent man?
Wyatt entered his study, where he worked till the wee hours of the morning. Upon making his way back to the third floor, he saw that the bedroom was dimly lit and figured Jessica was asleep.
Without switching on the lights, he entered the bathroom to take a shower and brush his teeth.
After that, he lifted a corner of the blanket and gently climbed into bed so as to not wake Jessica up.
She had her back facing him to put some distance between them. Naturally, Wyatt didn’t like that very much, so he reached over to pull her into his embrace. The feeling of her slender arms in his hands and her faint, fragrant scent set his heart at ease.
Right as he had gotten comfortable in bed, he heard the sound of his phone vibrating on the nightstand.
“What the f*ck is your problem? Why are you calling me at this hour?” he asked angrily upon answering the phone.
The person on the other line replied softly, “I’m sorry for disturbing you, Mr. Lopez. You told me to call immediately if anything happened, so…”
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