A Bird in the Cage

Chapter 47 Bath

If he wanted it, she could only give it to him. The best thing she could do to make him loathe her was to be like a lifeless puppet.

It seemed that only using force could make her obedient. Although he seemed fierce, he wasn't rough. After taking off his skirt, he turned on the water and adjusted the temperature.

Letting him push her into the water, she kept her eyes closed and wept away the tears of humiliation only in her heart.

Grabbing her little hands with his big ones, he slowly washed her arms.

Opening her eyes in confusion, she stared at him in disbelief. Didn't he just say he wanted her? Was

it just to scare her so that he could bathe her?

Why did he insist on bathing her?

No matter what the reason was, she shouldn't let him do it, because there was no reason for them to be so intimate with each other.

Grabbing her arm with one hand, he dispensed some shower gel with the other. Using this opportunity, she exerted some strength and broke free.

Sneaky! Immediately, he caught her once more and applied the shower gel on her slender arm.

Pulling her hand away again, she yelled, "Get out. I don't need you to do it for me!"

In the end, she managed to infuriate him with her distant attitude.

Stopping what he was doing, he stared at her and asked with a frown, "Why?"

"Is there even a need to ask? You are Jas' husband, so you should be loyal to her. You should only do these kinds of things to your wife rather than to someone else. Can't you see that?" No matter how much she wanted to control herself from angering him, she realized that she couldn't.

After yelling at him, she cried.

Why couldn't he understand that she wanted him to leave and go back to Jas?

Why did he insist on making her a shameless home wrecker? Was it because he hated her? But why did he hate her? All this was driving her insane. If this went on, she would really hate him to the core.

As soon as she cried, he suddenly felt flustered. Instinctively, he reached out to wipe her tears but his hands were covered in the shower gel.

What was wrong with him? When he saw her get hurt today, he set aside all his hatred towards her, pitied her, and cut her some slack. Yet, she was crying now and it made him look incredibly evil. As if his concern was a burden to her.

What did he have to do to make her obedient to him like before? He shouldn't have cared about this wretched woman.

"If you don't want me to bathe you then I won't! Stop crying!" Ryan bellowed impatiently. Ignoring his wet clothes and the foam on his hand, he angrily opened the door and left.

Did he get mad? But that made her angrier for some reason and also a little sad. After all, how could she not notice that he suddenly show pity

for her? But did this pity meant that he liked her? Was this love?

At that moment, she dared not think that way.

For the past two years, their physical entanglement and all that she had done for him had decided that they weren't allowed to have any feelings for each other. After secretly yearning for him to fall for her and marry her, she couldn't force herself to had no feeling for him since she had pretended to love him for so long. Pulling down the shower, she rinsed herself and stopped thinking whether he suddenly fell for her or not.

So what if he did? So what if he didn't? She couldn't snatch Jas' husband from her. Jas was already in a precarious situation. All Catherine

could do right now was to make sure her friend lived happily.

As soon as Ryan walked out of the bathroom, he heard the doorbell. Maria had the key and it was probably Victoria.

Same as Luca, Victoria grew up in Walker Manor and Ryan treated her like his own younger sister so he didn't care that she would see him in his sorry state.

At that moment, Ryan was wearing

a plain white short-sleeved tee but it was completely wet because he had been bathing Catherine earlier With his wet tee stuck to his chest, Ryan's firm chest was exposed.

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