âEliza, donât you know that men have the desire to conquer?â his slender fingers stroked her eyes lightly, âIâm not tired of playing with you, the more you look like a dead fish, the better I will be teach you. Donât play tricks with me, or Iâll make your subordinates die.â
Chester ripped open the zipper of her skirt behind her after he finished speaking.
âDonâtâ¦â
Elizaâs expression shifted; this was in the crew.
He was openly humiliating her by doing so.
âThis is a lesson in not listening.â Chester kissed her on the lips and pinched her chin.
Elizaâs disgust and nausea were the same no matter how many times she felt them.
But this man didnât care; he forced Eliza to accept him for who he was.
âChester, can I come over at night?â Eliza backed down; she didnât want anything to do with him here;
she had a scene to shoot in the afternoon, and people would notice the clues.
âYouâre not even afraid of leaving show business, and youâre afraid of being slept on by me?â Chester chuckled playfully, without the slightest warmth in his eyes, âEliza, I donât agree, I was in a bad mood last night, who told me You donât come to accompany me in the morning, huh?â
Chester said this as he sat on the sofa in the living room, holding her in his arms. He didnât get much shut-eye last night.
You can be Charity at the age of eighteen if you close your eyes.
She cried in front of him and asked him if he didnât want to end the relationship.
He made fun of her and humiliated her. He resents why his memory is so good, why he isnât a woman, why he remembers it now.
Chester removed his glasses and tossed them to the side, revealing a pair of melancholy eyes.
Eliza was stunned for a few moments. Chesterâs demeanor was unlike anything heâd seen before. He used to be tyrannical, but he was also gentle.
But now heâs filled with malice and treats her like a vent.
âLlook at me.â Chester clenched his teeth and looked at her with forbearance but stubborn eyes.
Those eyes look very much like Charityâ¦
But it was that face.
âAre there any masks?â Chester inquired suddenly.
Eliza was taken aback, unsure of what Chester wanted to do.
Chester removed his T-shirt and covered her nose and mouth with clothes without waiting for her response.
Elizaâs eyes widened in surprise. She really felt that Chester was insane. She had no idea how much time had passed after the ordeal was over.
She is very tired, and Chester is acting strangely today.
âCome to my side at night.â Chester drew her into his arms, clearly not enjoying himself.
âEnough is enough. Itâs been an hour and ten minutes, and the director only gave me an hour to rest.â
Eliza screamed, clutching her phone.
âWhat does it matter, he dares to be angry?â Chester kissed the corner of her eyelid.
Eliza felt as if she had been kissed by a cold snake letter, except for disgust, there was only disgust.
âIf you donât come at night, Iâll have to come back to you the next day.â Chester chuckled and left first dressed neatly.
Eliza examined herself in the mirror; her hair was messy, and her skirt was ripped.