Anna Jadwin stared blankly at him as if he were a terrifying stranger.
Nanny Boltie hurried over and asked, "Mr. Bailey, what happened?"
"Increase security and don't let her take a single step out of the door," Wayne Bailey said coldly and sternly.
Anna Jadwin let out a choked laugh. Was this a soft restriction?
Wayne Bailey stared at the wet tear tracks on her face and reached out a finger to touch them...
Slap!
Anna Jadwin forcefully swatted it away in midair: "You disgust me when you touch me!"
"Is it not disgusting when Maxwell Cameron touches you?" Wayne Bailey's voice was deep and low, "Do you want to become his woman and be caressed in his arms?"
"..."
"My woman, even if left unused, is not to be touched by anyone else," he said coldly.
So, is this the notoriously strange possessiveness?
It's said that men tend to treat the women they possess as their possessions.
Even though he's tired of her, he can't bear to leave her to anyone else...
