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Can You Bathe Me?

Penulis: YuanYuan
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-07-16 20:41:56

After Margaret finished cleaning up a guest room, Christopher smoothly settled into staying at her house. He seemed to be in quite a good mood, occasionally smiling to himself for no reason, making Margaret wonder whether the previous accident had left him with some neurological aftereffects.

Christopher’s belongings had already been delivered by his assistant, complete enough for him to stay at Margaret’s house for an entire week. But luckily, his assistant had also brought dinner for the two
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    “What is it, darling?”“Did something happen?”Seeing the unusual expression on Margaret’s face, Christopher could already sense that something was wrong. He gently rubbed her back and pressed for an answer, his voice growing noticeably anxious.Margaret bit her lip, her gaze shifting as though she were carefully choosing her words. At last, after a long silence, she nervously bit her lip again.“Chris, what if... what if I told you...”Her voice grew softer and softer, while her hands hanging at her sides gradually clenched into fists.“What if I told you that the butler of Sebastian Manor, Evander, looks exactly like the man who met Eric in private before?”“I also vaguely heard them talking about an illegitimate child named Nikolai...”Margaret had only caught fragments of that conversation. She had no idea who Nikolai was, so she assumed Eric and that man had merely been discussing someone unimportant.But if that man really was Evander, then everything would be different.There w

  • Too Late For Regret, Mr. Billionaire   Who Was The Man Standing Behind Your Grandfather?

    Margaret was drinking water when she heard his words and nearly choked. She coughed so hard that the corners of her eyes turned red.She glared angrily at Christopher across from her, her voice dripping with sarcasm.“The doctor said that? Stop lying, Christopher.”“I may be injured, but I still have enough strength to punch you.”“Do you want to apply the medicine properly, or do you want me to punch you first and then apply it after?”Margaret raised her hand and shook her fist at Christopher in warning.Christopher let out a husky laugh and placed the box of medicine on the bedside cabinet.Then he sat down on the bed and reached out to pull Margaret into his arms.“Alright, darling. I’m just kidding.”“Let me apply the medicine for you, okay?”The warmth of his breath brushing against Margaret’s face made her feel unexpectedly comfortable. Only then did she nod in satisfaction.Leaning against Christopher, she lazily extended her arm toward him.Her fair hands, marked with numerou

  • Too Late For Regret, Mr. Billionaire   The Doctor Said You Need To Take Off Your Clothes

    The events that followed passed in a blur for Margaret.Christopher helped her into the car and draped his warm suit jacket over her shoulders, shielding her body. The unease that had gripped her heart finally began to settle with every word of comfort he offered.“Chris, about Eric...”The thought of the mastermind suddenly crossed her mind, and a trace of apprehension flickered in her eyes.Christopher gently stroked her hair, reassuring her.“Don’t worry. My men have already captured him and his accomplices.”“They’re interrogating them right now. It won’t be long before we learn the truth.”Christopher’s voice suddenly turned cold.“But why would you come up with something this dangerous?”“What if I hadn’t arrived in time? What if something terrible had happened?”Christopher looked directly into Margaret’s eyes, his expression full of stern disapproval, making her avert her gaze awkwardly.“Because I saw Eric and didn’t want to lose track of him.”“Besides, I thought he simply w

  • Too Late For Regret, Mr. Billionaire   In That Case, Make Henry Wish He Were De*D

    “You bastard, stop it! Let me go!”Margaret desperately shoved at Henry, but her strength did not move him in the slightest. Instead, an even harder slap landed directly across her face.“Shut up, bitch!”“Serve me properly, or don’t blame me for being cruel.”Henry sneered as he lowered his head again, pressing a forceful kiss against her collarbone, leaving a vivid red mark on her fair skin. Margaret clenched her fists so tightly that the veins stood out beneath her skin, but no matter how she struggled, she could not break free.“Give me a kiss, bitch!”Henry seized Margaret’s chin, gripping it so tightly that she could not move. When he saw her stubbornly keeping her lips pressed together, his gaze turned cold.He forcefully pried her jaw open, forcing her lips apart, then leaned down.Just as his lips were about to touch Margaret’s, the door was suddenly kicked open.While Henry was still frozen in shock and had not yet reacted, Margaret swiftly raised her leg and kicked him hard

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    “Why are you acting like a stranger when you see me? Not even saying a word, Margaret?”“Cat got your tongue?”The man calmly walked over to Margaret and lowered his head, looking at her with a mocking smile. Margaret’s lips trembled, but no words came out. Everything she wanted to say seemed lodged in her throat.“Why are you here, Henry?”She spoke his name in panic.At her words, a hoarse laugh escaped Henry’s lips. He raised an eyebrow.“Where I am is my business. I came to see you, are you going to forbid that?”Henry shot back, his voice dripping with sarcasm.Seeing Margaret’s disheveled appearance and the loosened buttons of her blouse, he ran his tongue across his lips. His gaze lingered on the fair skin exposed at her neck.“It’s been a long time, yet you’re still as beautiful as ever.”“Your skin even seems a little fairer than before.”The twisted look in Henry’s eyes made Margaret tremble even more. Even her scalp tingled with dread.After speaking, Henry calmly turned ar

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    Margaret twisted away in an attempt to avoid him, but failed. When she saw that he intended to undo more buttons, she bent forward and sank her teeth into the hand reaching toward her with all her strength.Successfully leaving behind a deep bite mark.Smack.The slap landed squarely across Margaret’s face, so hard that her ears rang and her mind went blank. Her cheek burned with pain, and the corner of her mouth felt damp, as if the blow had split her lip. A hoarse male voice rang out.“You b*tch, stop it.”“Or deal with the consequences yourself.”The man spoke as he angrily yanked Margaret’s hair. Then he pulled even harder, forcing her to look straight toward the man holding the phone.“Talk to the camera. Beg your f*cking boyfriend to save you. Hurry up!”The cold voice, as though it had come from hell itself, sent a chill through Margaret’s body. She stubbornly pressed her lips together in defiance, only to be struck by another thunderous slap.Her cheek hurt so badly that even

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