CEO's Dumb Bride

Chapter 38 Home Imprisonment

Chapter 38 Home Imprisonment

He loosened his tie, but still couldn't breathe properly. Then he took off his tie and threw it onto the sofa.

Standing next to him, Nelson said awkwardly, "Madam might come back in a while, Mr. Landau."

"You haven't found her, either?"

Nelson shook his head and said, "No, there's no surveillance on the road where Madam disappeared, but we have narrowed down the general search area. The people we sent out will find her soon."

"What a foolish woman!" Francis unbuttoned his shirt and sat down on the sofa. "She dares to follow anyone!"

Nelson glanced at him and criticized him inwardly, Now you're worried, but you left her there alone last night.

Of course, he didn't dare to say that openly. Anyway, he didn't want to lose his job.

"I'll go out and keep looking," Nelson said, turning around and leaving.

Lilian left after finishing her eggs and met Francis's men at the bus stop.

She recognized them and followed them into their car.

Back at the villa, she clearly felt a tense atmosphere. She looked up and saw Francis on the sofa.

He looked serious, his hair disheveled with a few strands draping.

And he was staring at her intently.

The others didn't dare to stay any longer and left the villa one after another.

Lilian bit her lip and walked towards Francis.

Before she could do anything, he suddenly stood up, startling her and causing her to take a step back.

"Why are you backing down?" He grabbed her wrist and pulled her back. Sensing the fear in her eyes, he sneered, "What are you afraid of? Weren't you afraid when you left with the stranger?"

His grip was tight. Lilian struggled a few times but couldn't break free, frowning in pain.

Francis stared at her dirty appearance. Where had she been to fool around?

Lilian signed with one hand, "It hurts."

"So now you know it hurts?" Francis tightly held her wrist, disregarding the fact that it was turning red. "Now you can leave with a random person, but you know what pain is, eh?" Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

Lilian wanted to explain that it wasn't a random person but Fabiana, the one who had raised him.

But Francis held her hand, giving her no chance to explain.

"You're becoming more and more disobedient. It seems like I have to teach you a lesson."

Lilian widened her eyes. Hearing his words, she subconsciously began to struggle.

Francis dragged her towards the corner of the stairs. Realizing what he was going to do, she struggled with all her might.

She held onto the sofa, but was easily pulled away by him.

Francis brought her to a door, kicked it open, and threw her inside.

"Reflect on your actions here. I'll let you out when you've figured it out."

Lilian stumbled, then rushed to the door, and held onto the door frame with dear life, shaking her head desperately.

The storage room was her nightmare and the shadow of her life.

He had saved her from here before. Was he going to put her back in now?

Lilian's eyes were filled with pleading, but Francis turned a blind eye. He held the doorknob. No matter how desperately she struggled, he closed it without mercy.

She was instantly enveloped in darkness. The fears buried deep in her heart surged like a tide.

She turned the lock but found out that the door had been locked from the outside.

She pounded on the door, but the man outside didn't respond.

Lilian's cry was too weak to express even a tenth of her inner despair.

She pressed herself against the door, hoping to tell Francis that she was scared, so scared...