"Don't treat Lita like that. She is innocent. She will be a good wife as well as a good mother."
Ethan did not give up persuading Alex, just as Alex would never give up Ethan's life.
"Whether she can be a good wife or mother, you should get known by yourself. After all, it's you who made me marry her." Alex said gently, but his words were full of aggressiveness.
"So, if you choose to die, I will definitely vent my anger on her! You have to live along well and that is the only way out for all of us." His words sounded so serious and heavy that anyone who heard him would feel as oppressed as being imprisoned in a room made of iron walls.
Ethan didn't reply but closed his eyes tightly. 'Why does he have to force me to live like a ghost?'
In the guest room, Lita had been listening carefully to what was going on outside the door. She was waiting for an opportunity.
Once Alex left the house, she would ask Doctor Owen to let her get in the treatment room to see Ethan.
Hearing footsteps outside the door, Lita immediately retreated back to the desk and picked up her book on visual media and began to read.
In fact, how could she read the book. Her heart was already in a mess. Since last night, her heart didn't belong to herself anymore. A glance from him, a word said by him would make her flustered.
Especially after the episode this morning, this feeling became stronger. It was so strong that Lita almost could not keep her composure.
That was why she insisted on seeing Ethan. She wanted to restrain her emotion by reminding herself that she was Ethan's wife.
The man's footsteps were very heavy, which was unavoidable due to his tall and powerful figure.
It seemed that the man wasn't stepping on the ground, but on Lita's heart. As the sound approached, her heart seemed going to jump out of her chest. She was so nervous that she didn't know what to do.
"You hold the book upside down." A frivolous remark came from behind.
It was Alex.
'What a big embarrassment!' Lita instinctively turned the book around.
A deep and smug chuckle sounded from behind. Alex leaned on the edge of the desk and stared deeply at the distracted woman. He curled his lips and said, "It's reversed again!"
"..." It was only then that Lita realized that the book in her hand was indeed held the wrong side!
If she held the book upside down now, didn't it mean that she held it right at the beginning?
Lita immediately realized that this man had fooled her!
'I was so distracted that I was fooled by him twice. How hateful that man is!'
"Alex, is it so fun for you to play tricks on me?" Lita was exasperated. "Do you want to show how clever you are or remind others how mean you are?"
The man stared at the woman and sighed with dissatisfaction slightly. He raised his voice and asked, "What's in your mind? What made you spaced out?"
"Why wouldn't you let me see your brother?" Lita tried to calm down and talk with him reasonably.
"Didn't you say that I'm a fascist?" Alex said lightly.
"..." This kind of arguing was pointless. Lita didn't want to continue the talk anymore.
"Still thinking about what happened this morning?" Alex asked casually.
Lita's beautiful little face blushed slightly and she kept silent with her red lips closed tightly.
"For an inexperienced girl like you, it's easy to get addicted to that kind of thing after you have the first time."
Alex's voice was very pleasant, like the fading sound of a cello, rich and mellow, though his speech was of restricted rate.
Lita felt as if her face was on fire.
"It's a matter of consensual activity. So, you don't have to beat yourself up. Of course don't miss it too much. If you are really addicted to it, you won't be able to get rid of it." Alex's way of comforting people was too...barefaced.
Lita really wanted to dig a hole on the ground and hide herself in it. His thoughts had gone beyond the intelligence of normal people. Lita wanted to take a tape to seal his mouth.
No! It's better to stitch his mouth with needle and thread.
"F*ck off!" Unable to bear it any longer, Lita squeezed the two words from between her teeth.
"F*ck? We've just done that in the morning...Isn't your desire too strong?"
Alex leaned his body over slightly, looking at the charming face of Lita, which was red because of anger.
"Get out of here!" Lita raised the book in her hand and threw it at him.
He dodged it agilely.
The sudden ring of the mobile phone made the embarrassed intimate air in the room disappear instantly.
"Alex, we've captured Yen." From the other end of the phone came his assistant suppressed voice.
"Very good! Keep her there. I'll be there right away."
Alex's eyes, which were flirty just now, suddenly became gloomy. He looked like a fierce beast who suddenly detected the prey it was waiting for.
He had to admit that this was indeed a piece of good news. The nearly one-month trap plan finally had result.
Alex reached out his hand and pulled Lita's head over to him, pecked her on the forehead and said gently, "Be a good girl at home."
What the hell he thought she was? A cat or a dog?
Watching the man leave with vigorous steps, Lita heart was once again distracted by his kiss!
'Lita, why don't you have self-esteem? You are spellbound by just a kiss. Are you going to abandon all the morality?"
That girl had a doll-like face, but there was a kind of nobleness and coldness around her that made people unable to approach her.
Her dressing was very simple: white canvas shoes, off-white jeans, a tight short-sleeve white T-shirt that outlined the beautiful curve of her body.
This kind of dressing made the girl look fresh and refined, and at the same time, more attractive.
But it would be a big mistake if one thought she was a girl that could be messed around with.
She was Yen Kipping, the woman whom Ethan fell in love with and couldn't forget all the time.
Even when Ethan knew that she was involved the incident that made his life like living in hell, he didn't want to call her to account.
Their relationship was entangled with blood and life!
Yen was a dangerous woman, just like a beautiful poppy flower. She was aloof, enchanting yet poisonous.
Obviously, Zen was no match for Yen. It could be seen from the blood and bruises on his face that was hit by iron chains.
It was not that Zen's fighting skills were not as good as Yen's, but that he was far less cunning than Yen.
"Zaiden, do you want to know the color of my innermost clothes? Come here...I'll show you!" Yen made a warm invitation to Zen who was sitting far away from her.
"What a pity! I don't want to see it!" Zen was already scared by this woman.
If Alex didn't come, he would be driven crazy by this woman..