Chapter 127 Haydn's Contradiction and Pain

Jane hated the word ‘punished’. “Mr. Stewart is always punishing me. What if I don’t want to listen to you today? How are you going to punish me then, Mr. Stewart?” Had he not punished her enough already? ‘If he wants to punish me, then he should just do it!’ the woman thought as she sat on the passenger seat. “If you want to punish me, Mr. Stewart, just do it.” She gave up. He should just punish her. She did not care anymore. On the driver’s seat, the man’s eyes glinted. Then, they darkened. He turned his head and said in his deep voice, “Alright, if you want to know, I’ll let you know.” After he said that, he hooked his long arms around Jane’s neck and pulled her toward him. Then, he used another hand to rub Jane’s lips furiously. His deep voice sounded in the quiet car. “I hate that your lips have been polluted by other people, do you know that?” The pad of his thumb caressed Jane’s lips repeatedly. Suddenly, he bent down and bit down on Jane’s lips. Yes, he bit her. “Ugh!” Ja