One Night Stand With The Uninvited Wolf President novel Chapter 97

Johny woke up and had a headache. For a moment, he didn't even know where he was.

He rubbed his temples and thought of what had happened last night. Suddenly, he turned to look at the other side of the bed.

It was empty.

Ceres wasn't there.

Last night, he was not totally drunk. He remembered clearly what had happened. In the beginning, he was just angry. He was angry at Ceres's concealment and whether Ceres loved him or not.

However, when he touched her body, his reason completely collapsed. He had not touched a woman's body for thirty years. At that moment, he could not think rationally.

Johny got out of bed and rushed out of the room in his wheelchair. He shouted, "Ceres!"

Sofia saw him in such a panic and came over to answer, "Mrs. Winsor is in the kitchen."

Only then did Johny calm down slowly. It turned out that she had not left.

"But..."

"What?"

"Mrs. Winsor is in a state of preoccupation. She ignored me when I talked to her. She just sits alone in the kitchen and distributes the beans on the bench. She separates red beans and green beans. She doesn't talk to anyone."

Sofia looked at Ceres and felt worried. She did not know what had happened to Ceres.

Johny remembered that such a scene had happened once. He almost raped her as a bodyguard. The next day, she distributed beans in the kitchen like a robot.

"I see."

Johny returned to the bedroom, put on clothes, and went downstairs. When he passed by the kitchen, he saw Ceres with her back to the door. She was distributing the beans mechanically like last time.

He turned his wheelchair and would go over to comfort her, but he thought that she would not be willing to talk with him. Thus, he left.

It would be better for them to stay alone and calm down.

He arrived at the company, entered the president's office and found that his secretary, Ben, had not arrived yet. He called Ben. Ben's hesitant voice came from the phone. "Mr. Johny, what can I do for you?"

"What do you think I need? It's so late. Why you're still sleeping? Why haven't you come to the company?"

Johny shouted at his phone.

"Mr. Johny, today is Saturday."

Only then did Johny realize that today was Saturday. No wonder the company was so quiet today.

He hung up and threw his phone aside.

He rubbed his temples with one hand. He remembered how rough he was yesterday. He could still feel her body trembling.

He hurt her last night.

Johny picked up his phone again and called Bill. Bill also stammered and sounded drowsy.

"Johny, what's the matter?"

Johny was silent for a moment and asked, "Do you have that kind of ointment?"

Hearing Johny's words, Bill woke up. "Johny, are you impotent? I have many such ointments!"

"No! I need the ointment for women. I might have hurt her last night." Johny was reluctant to talk to Bill about this, but he couldn't ask anyone else except for Bill.

"Damn! Johny, Ceres is too young. You can't do it by force!"

"Cut the crap. Do you have it?"

"Alright, I'll send you the picture."

"Keep it as a secret. Otherwise, you will know the consequences."

Sally and Mary were so scared that they hugged each other tightly. The servants of the Morris family hid in other rooms.

"Johny! The household register is in my school. You can't get it even though you force my father! Let go of my father!" Mary summoned up her courage and shouted.

"Is that so?" Johny raised his eyebrows.

"It's true! The household register is in my school. The office is closed at the weekend. Today is Saturday. Wait for Monday. I will take you to get it on Monday. Please let go of my father."

"One, two." Johny ignored Mary.

Sally was so scared that she kept quiet out of fear. Mary shouted, "I told you that I would give it to you on Monday. Why don't you believe me?"

Mike was no longer as bold as before. "Monday. Mary is right. We will give it to you on Monday. I promise!"

"Three!" Johny counted to three.

The bodyguard raised the dagger.

"No!" Mary screamed and closed her eyes.

Mike screamed!

Mike's pinky had been cut off!

When Mary opened her eyes and saw her father's broken pinky, she sat down on the ground.

Mike was so painful that he almost fainted. The sweat on his forehead dripped down. He gasped for breath.

"I'll count to three again. If you can't take it out, your index finger will be cut off."

"Johny, you ... you ... you are going too far!"

"I'll give it to you. I will." Mary stared blankly at the broken finger.