CHAPTER 52: CHAPTER 52: REALLY WORTH IT!

Alexander Johnson was still pressing her with his nonchalant and unruly demeanor. Chloe Simpson was going mad!

What did he mean by he just wanted to play for tonight?

He just wanted her husband to hear him having her outside?

Chloe stared intently at Alexander Johnson on top of her, as if the blood in her entire body had stopped flowing at that moment.

In her mind, there was only the scene of Lucas Hughes listening outside, while she cried out incessantly under Alexander Johnson.

She knew, as long as Alexander Johnson wanted, he would surely make her scream.

And after tonight, she and Lucas were probably completely over!

Ha, she should have realized this long ago.

The Young Master of the Capital Circle never liked women to begin with; he was a pervert. How could she ever escape?

She even deluded herself into thinking that after the cruise, there would be no further ties between her and him.

Someone as twisted as Alexander Johnson, even if he grew tired of her, would play her until she was ruined and sick of it.

Just like now, his words of just wanting to play for tonight proved he had had enough, hadn’t they?

He didn’t want to play her anymore in the future, so he wanted her husband to hear her being played now.

As Chloe thought about the five-year-long relationship she had tried to maintain, how she initially looked forward to holding hands until old age, and her lifelong dreams with Lucas Hughes that would be shattered.

And from now on, she would become someone who everyone thought was up for grabs.

She chuckled bitterly, tears pouring from the corners of her eyes alongside her laughter.

Like a floodgate opened, a deluge.

Online, in the hot searches, news about people ruined, getting depressed, going mad, or even committing suicide and leaving this world forever were all coming to the fore.

For some reason, at this moment, Chloe suddenly found relief.

Like a deer struggling desperately several times, ultimately unable to escape the fate of dying in the hunter’s hands.

"Alexander Johnson, do you know what everything you’re doing now means to an ordinary woman?"

She just lay there, looking at Alexander Johnson, with a dead despair in her eyes.

After speaking, she laughed again: "Ha, no, how could I ask such a thing. I should be very clear that to people like us, you think our lives are nothing."

"You people with power, standing at the top of the food chain, probably think killing someone is something that can be settled easily, right? Let alone doing something to a married woman?"

"Aren’t you going to play me? Aren’t you going to let my husband hear it? Fine, then come on. Here, I offer myself to you! A short pain is better than a long one, an early pain better than a late pain, because pain is inevitable anyway."

"If I’m destined to die at your hands, then come quickly. I’m really tired, very tired, I don’t want to endure this torment anymore..."

When saying these words, Chloe was unprecedentedly calm.

It could be said, since Alexander Johnson met Chloe, he had never seen her so calm.

Nor had he seen her so desperate.

Like a stagnant pool, unable to cause any ripple anymore.

Clearly her voice wasn’t loud, nor were her emotions agitated, but it was full of a heart-wrenching pain.

No, to be precise, it was as if she had become lifeless, her heart had completely died.

Alexander Johnson just lay on Chloe, watching her tear her clothes apart, yet he made no move.

A flash of crimson followed in his eyes, and his heart was pierced with pain.

Alexander Johnson laughed: "Do you love Lucas Hughes that much? Love him so much you’d rather die than betray him?"

"What if I do?"

Chloe answered right away, anyway, everything would be over after tonight.

No matter whether it was between her and Lucas Hughes, or with Alexander Johnson.

"Just for such a man, it’s worth it?" Alexander Johnson asked again.

"Lucas Hughes isn’t worth it, but is a man like you, who forced me, entangled me, and now wants my husband to hear us, worth it?"

Chloe snorted, Alexander Johnson’s question was truly ridiculous!

"Fine, it’s worth it! Very worth it! A man who sent me to your bed on our wedding night, he’s so damn worth it!"

Alexander Johnson’s face instantly turned as black as ink, and he slammed his fist onto the bed beneath Chloe.

"What did you say?"