Chapter 222

"You should already be feeling better. Try moving; I'm sure it doesn't hurt anymore," Wyatt said. "I still feel a little pain. Massage me again," Hayley said. Wyatt looked at her with a knowing smile. She was lying. With the nourishment of his life force, it could even heal broken bones. "What exactly do you want?" Wyatt asked calmly. Hayley gazed at Wyatt affectionately, biting her red lips gently. The look in her eyes seemed to say it all. "Fine. I'll satisfy you." He pounced on her like a fierce beast, releasing all the pent-up frustration, pain, and hatred toward her. Over an hour later, Hayley fell asleep. Wyatt lay beside her, his eyes devoid of warmth. At daybreak the next day, he woke up to find Hayley clinging to him tightly and sleeping soundly. Her beautiful face was now radiant and moist, and there was a hint of pain in her expression. "Aren't we supposed to meet with Pedro today?" Wyatt muttered, forcefully waking Hayley up. Hayley whimpered like a spoiled chil