The study returned to silence as Richard pinched the bridge of his nose. Was Ashley trying to get her self killed? Not only had she deceived him into marriage but also insinuated that he would become a ravenous wolf.
Dropping the contract in his hand, Richard picked up the magazine Ashley had thrown into the large chair.
He flipped the page Ashley had pointed out, showing handbag priced at $45,000. Then he turned to the one Mabel had her eyes on, priced at $25,000. How childish.
Buying handbag?
He hadn't even settled account with her yet, and she was thinking about buying a handbag. Richard raised his hand and tossed the magazine into the trash can.
Closing his eyes, Richard couldn't help but recall the sweet fragrance that clung to Ashley when she had leaned in. It was surprisingly pleasant.
No, Richard's lips curled into a cold sneer.
This has to be one of Ashley's tricks designed to pique his interest and ensure their marriage. After all she was the kind of woman who drugged her whole family to get what she wanted.
The more he thought about, the more chaotic his thoughts became. Richard stood up and headed upstairs.
Pushing open the bedroom door he found Ashley fresh out of the shower sitting in the vanity. Her nightgown had slipped down slightly revealing one creamy shoulder as she adjusted he strap of her bra. Ashley took a deep breath, wincing as the tight strap of her bra dug into her shoulder leaving a red mark.
Suddenly, the bedroom door was yanked open with force, startling her.
"You... You came in without knocking?
Richard pushed for a moment, his mind replaying the scene he had just walked in on. As he regained his composure, a mixture of anger and frustration surged through him. What on earth was this woman doing?
"This is my room do I need to file a report before entering?"
Ashley was left speechless.
Seeing that Ashley had already adjusted her clothes, Richard handsome face darkened. He strode over each step closer increasing the pressure on her.
Ashley's heart pounded as she clutched the hand cream in her hands leaning back slightly.
"What are you going to do?"
"What did you mean by what you said in the study?"
Ashley was taken aback. The man loomed over her like a dark cloud making her hear race. Was he going to get physical?
"What I said in the study?"
It wasn't anything profound. Was this man here to stand up for Mabel Anderson?
"Are all mean just hungry wolves is that what you truly believe?" Richard voice carried a hint of magnetism.
Ashley's eye furrowed. So this man thought he had been violated.
"I.. I was just saying... What are you going to do?"
The man dark eyes suddenly showed a strange expression. His attractive thin lips moved closer to Ashley's pale neck making her feel a warm sensation.
As he got closer, Ashley could even smell the unique minty scent of him.
Just as he was about to kiss her neck, Ashley panicked and tried to pull away. But the man grabbed her hand, holding her in place, making it impossible for her to move.
"Let go of me" Ashley was truly frightened now.
"Hmph, wrong. For someone like you, no man in the world will pounce in you. On the contrary, they would avoid you like the plague."
Just as there skin was about to touch, the man moved his lips away in extreme disdain, letting out a cold snort.
That's it?
So, he was trying to embarrass her wow.
Ashley face turned paled with fright. Her heart pounding wildly as it slowly began to calm down.
Ashley took a deep breath, rolled her eyes and straightened her long, dark hair. She opened her hand cream and decided to calmly apply it to her hands.
Richard glanced at her sideways.
"No matter how much you take care of it, that ugly scar on your face will never disappear, idiot." After being humiliated, Ashley felt her dissipating anger surged back in.
" So what? I keep my hands soft and smooth because it makes me happy.
"That's just treating the symptoms not the root cause."
"I like it, and that all that matter."
Richard: "..."
Ashley bit her lips she couldn't allow a careless man like him hurt her.
With that Ashley walked to the bed, lifted the blanket,and lay down.
Richard clenched his large hands. This woman was not only thick skinned and ruthless but also have a sharp-tongue.
Because she had just had applied hand cream, Ashley kept her hands raised in the air to avoid getting the cream on the blanket. Under the dazzling light, her hand looks even softer and smoother.
Richard's gaze wavered for a moment. Those were the softest and smoothest hand he had ever seen.
By the time Richard emerged from the bathroom, wrapped in a bathrobe with his hair still damp, Ashley had already fallen into a deep sleep.
It was only then that Richard realized that Ashley as sleeping on his bed. Where was he supposed to sleep? There was no way he could share a bed with this unattractive woman.
Suppressing a surge of anger, Richard approached Ashley. Despite his irrigation he couldn't help but notice how sweetly she slept.
Wearing a mask, the exposed part of her skin was flawless.