Favo Novel
Revenge 152
Revenge 152
“Hailey, this is just the beginning.”
Hailey struggled but couldn’t break free from Anderson’s grip. “Andy, what else do you want from me?”
“You should bear the consequences since you chose to come back. Why did you come back, huh?” Anderson’s eyes narrowed dangerously, with a cold glint flashing in the depths. It was as if he wanted to see through her.
Hailey remained silent.
Enduring the increasing force from him, she felt the pain in her jaw.
Seeing that he couldn’t get an answer, he let go of her chin. “I want to see how long you can endure this!”
At that moment, Shane knocked on the door. “Mr. Barlow, the hotel called. Ms. Sadler’s stomach condition has recurred.”
Anderson’s gaze shifted toward the door upon hearing the news. He then looked back at the person on the bed with a frown. “You must attend the auction tomorrow.”
“I understand, Mr. Barlow.” Hailey’s voice was still weak when she spoke. Seeing him turn and leave, she gripped the edge of the bowl tightly.
As Hailey watched Anderson’s tall and straight figure leave, sadness filled her eyes.
Was this how much he cared about her?
Or did he still despise her and think she was dirty?
Hailey silently finished the cold oatmeal in the bowl.
When Anderson arrived at the hotel, the hotel manager was holding a cup of warm water and giving medicine to the fragile girl on the bed. Upon seeing Anderson, the manager immediately stepped aside. Mr. Barlow.”
Anderson preferred to keep a low profile and disliked public exposure. Even if there were occasional tabloid news, the media would only speculate based on hearsay. They dared not take photos with his face in them.
Moreover, no one would dare to look into his affairs even if he was keeping a mistress by his side.
In the business world, no one dared to underestimate Anderson’s existence.
In the entire Belchester and Candor City, there were only a few people with the Barlow surname who could afford a car with a license plate that started with “KING.” And they were all limited edition models.
Among them, Anderson owned two. Those who understood knew better than to provoke him.
Even his power was a symbol of wealth.
Mayra took the medicine and lay on the bed, her small face wrinkling in discomfort. Anderson brushed aside the strands of hair covering her face. “Does it hurt a lot? Shall I take you to the hospital?”
Shaking her head weakly, Mayra said, “I’m fine. I’ll be better after taking the medicine.”
“Did you eat something bad?”
Mayra replied, “I had a few spoonfuls of ice cream.“,
As she spoke, Anderson’s hand slipped under the blanket and covered the stomach that Mayra was clutching. “Does it hurt here?”
Mayra nodded. “Mhm.”
He massaged her stomach gently. The manager beside them didn’t dare to disturb them and left the hotel
room.
The room had separate air conditioning control. Mayra covered herself with a thin blanket and turned up the air conditioning before burying her face in the soft pillow.
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Mayra also reminded herself to keep her distance from Anderson.
“Andy, it’s almost midnight. You should go back and rest. I’ve taken my medicine. I’ll be fine in a while.”
The next moment, Mayra was shocked to see Anderson’s actions. “Andy, what are you doing?”
Anderson had already taken off his shoes and adjusted her posture. “You’re sleeping in my room.”
“I… I didn’t know.”
She was brought to this room as soon as she arrived, and there was only one room.