Chapter 5 You May Piss Off Now

• In a villa on the hillside of Newcove District.
• In the dimly lit room filled with an apple-scented fragrance.
• On the pink bed with wrinkled sheets.
• Xadrian sat with his eyes half opened. As his thick and black eyelashes covered his eyes, he didn't see Shawna Martinez who had suddenly appeared before him.
• She opened her rosy lips slightly.
• He was like an angel made by a sculptor, with an exquisite physical appearance, a charming character, and a forever alluring smile on his face.
• The woman squatting before him pleasured his most sensitive nerves with her tongue as she invited him with a charming voice.
• “I want it.” The woman begged.
• He lowered his head and let out a mischievous smile as he lifted her chin. “You want it?”
• “Mhmm.”
• “I'm a bit tired today, maybe some other day.” Xadrian said coldly as he stood up and walked into the bathroom.
• He didn't find it interesting tonight.
• Xadrian left the villa soon after.
• Once he reached outside, he called Annalise on his phone.
• The phone rang once, twice, thrice... And Annalise did not answer it.
• He curled his lips sinisterly as he muttered, “Playing games with me, are you? Very well.”
• He then dialed the phone number of her apartment in the city center.
• Again, the phone rang once, twice, thrice...
• His patience was gradually fading.
• “Hello?” The maid in the house answered the phone sleepily.
• “Where is Madam?” Xadrian asked coldly.
• “Ah, it's you, sir! Madam hasn't returned yet.”
• “She's not on duty today, right?” Xadrian's expression grew colder.
• “No, she isn't.”
• Xadrian hung up as soon as the maid said that.
• “Annalise, you're even spending the night outside now?!” He drove faster towards the hospital.
• Annalise returned to the hospital and took her phone out of the drawer.
• There was a missed call from Xadrian at 2:31 AM.
• She let out a sad smile and did not put her phone back in the drawer.
• She retrieved some adhesive bandages and Iodine from the drawer, and walked towards the mirror before tilting her neck.
• There was a scar on the spot where the needle had pricked her.
• It was not noticeable unless someone looked closely at it.
• Just to be safe, she applied a bandage on the wound anyway.
• She sat back in the chair and applied some Iodine onto the scratch wounds on her arm with a cotton swab. After bandaging the wound, she rested on the bed.
• Crack! The door was pushed open.
• Annalise sat up defensively.
• A charming smile spread across Xadrian's tense face as he saw her.
• He reached his hands into his pockets and walked lazily towards her, “You're not on duty today, so why didn't you go home to sleep?”
• Annalise looked at the hickey on his neck.
• He had just finished his business!
• “Why are you here?” She ignored his question and put on her shoes as she got up.
• “I just happened to pass by.” Xadrian said casually. He then noticed the bandage on her neck.
• He let out a sarcastic smile on his face, “Annalise, since when did you learn to gain sympathy from others by hurting yourself?”
• She looked at how carefree he seemed.
• There was not a single trace of shame nor guilt on his face.
• He acted as if he wasn't the one who cheated and got other women pregnant.
• Her gaze became sharp as she felt anger surging through her mind.
• “Yeah! But this pain is nothing compared to you cheating...”
• Hiss!
• Before she could finish, Xadrian had reached over and ripped the bandage off her neck.
• Annalise felt pain from her skin being pulled, so chilling that it stopped her from talking.
• She stood there with a dazed look in her eyes.
• Xadrian stared at her smooth neck and gave her a disgusted look.
• “Your neck is not injured at all, Annalise. You are putting up too much of an act. No matter how skilled a clown is at acting, they are still just a clown in the end.” Xadrian said sarcastically.
• She felt a chill in her heart. There was no need to talk to him anymore.
• “You may piss off now.” Annalise said rudely.
• Xadrian gave her a vicious look.
• He grabbed her chin and pushed her onto the bed. He said scornfully as he glared at her, “Do you know why I don't like to touch you?”
• She pursed her lips and just stared at him in silence, feeling as if her heart was being gripped tightly by pain.
• It was exactly like that.
• She wanted to imprint that his cruel, bloodthirsty look in her mind until her heart would no longer feel any pain.
• Xadrian got even angrier when he saw her keep quiet, and made no effort to hide his disgust towards her, “Because your arrogance is disgusting, and your pretentious act has made me lose all my appetite.”
• Her eyelids twitched as moisture began to form around her eyes. She just stared at him silently without crying nor arguing.
• Blood was dripping off her heart.
• “Do you know why I married you anyway despite knowing how much you hate me?” Annalise asked.
• Xadrian paused for a moment, and raised his eyebrows as he looked her in the eyes.
• Annalise let out a smile.
• Her smile was as beautiful as a flower.
• Xadrian found himself a little lost within her smile.
• “Because I wanted to watch you suffer. I didn't have any proof of you and your mistress kidnapping me, so I could only hope to bring you down along with me.” Annalise said decisively.
• Xadrian brushed her face away.
• “You'll be hearing from my lawyer. I'm getting a divorce. Don't even dream about bringing me down with you!” Xadrian said irrationally.
• He turned around and began to wipe his hand with a paper towel he got from her desk.
• It was as if he had touched something dirty.
• He crumpled the paper towel into a ball and hurled it into the dustbin, then left, slamming the door shut behind him.
• As Annalise sat on the bed and looked at the tightly shut door, her eyes began to water.
• She lay down on the bed again and closed her eyes, but the pain in her heart started to spread again.
• She did love him with all her heart once.
• But what did her love mean to him?
• He was the one who suggested for them to get married, cheated on her, and got a divorce.
• She felt like a clown, being ridiculed for the amusement of others.
• The pain in her chest was suffocating her.
• She curled up into a ball and hugged herself tightly, as if she could warm herself up that way and wouldn't die from the cold.
• She couldn't fall asleep until sunrise.
• The base.
• Ignatius was going through the documents that Ernest had given him, and frowned as guilt filled his eyes.
• He didn't know that her life had been so miserable after getting married.
• She and her husband lived separately; She had a bad relationship with her in-laws; And her mother was admitted to a psychiatric hospital.
• Based on their findings, her husband had sixteen lovers.
• He was practically getting a new woman every two and a half months.
• Ignatius closed the folder in his hand and ordered Ernest, “Pay a visit to the director of the hospital, and get her promoted to deputy head”