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Ronan tilted his head, disbelief written all over his face, his grip loosening in an instant.
He rubbed his cheek, taking a few seconds to steady himself.
Mayra had never hit him before.
She’d rather get hurt than let him suffer, let alone what happened in the private room earlier, where she totally embarrassed him.
He could feel it. Something had definitely shifted.
But the next second, Mayra asked, “Does it hurt?”
Ronan’s confidence came rushing back. She was just faking it!
She was trying to get his attention in this way!
It made sense. Mayra loved him so much. She couldn’t live without him!
He took a deep breath. “Let’s see how long you can keep this up.”
Mayra leaned against the wall. When she was finally alone, she rubbed. her aching stomach.
When her throat was squeezed earlier, she’d almost thrown up.
With all that alcohol, it was impossible for Mayra not to feel it now. Her stomach was bloated and sore.
She quickly changed into her clothes and stepped out of the Moonlight Club’s lobby, only to be yanked hard by someone.
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Jordon kicked her in the stomach, a sinister look on his face. “Weren’t you so proud earlier?”
Mayra wiped the corner of her mouth, amused. This guy had lost 1 million dollars in the private room and couldn’t take it out on anyone else, so now he was hiding here to ambush her.
How pathetic.
Of course, anyone hanging around with Ronan was just trash.
Jordon quickly closed the distance, grabbing her hair with a fierce tug, almost ripping her scalp off.
“Mayra, you’re nothing. Compared to Vivi, you’re garbage. Do you think if I threw you onto Draven’s bed, he’d be happy? He’s been eyeing your body for a while now. Vivi said you pissed her off on her birthday, so next time, watch yourself. Or I’ll have a few men take turns with you and plaster your pictures everywhere.”
When Viviana’s tears fell, Jordon’s heart shattered on the spot. He’d have ripped it out and handed it to her if he could.
Jordon was at Viviana’s beck and call. Whatever she wanted, he was all in.
He looked down at the struggling woman in his grasp, sneering. “Don’t piss Vivi off again. You won’t be able to handle the consequences.”
He let her go with a cold snort and walked away.
Mayra’s scalp burned, and her stomach ached.
Jordon hit women, and she hadn’t provoked him earlier because she was afraid it would only make things worse for her.
She slowly got up, her stomach churning, and couldn’t hold it in. She
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threw up, her eyes welling with tears.
At least Jordon was right. Even with her memory lost, Mayra knew deep down, she was the kind of trash no one cared about.
She emptied her stomach and stood by the road, trying to hail a cab back to her rented place.
A luxurious, extended car pulled up in front of her, and the window slowly rolled down to reveal a stunning face.
The man’s features were sharp, flawless, exuding an air of aloof nobility. His dark eyes reflected her disheveled figure, even the shadows seeming to favor him.
Mayra’s face went pale. Before she could react, her body instinctively took a few steps back.
It was Colten.
This was her first time seeing Colten in person, and she was actually afraid of him. Cold sweat broke out on her back.
Her instinct couldn’t lie. She must’ve kept her distance from him before.
If Colten’s leg had been injured because of her, would she have survived this long?
She fought the impulse to flee and forced herself to greet him politely, “Mr. Colten.”
“Where are you staying? Let me give you a ride.”
Mayra’s heart tightened. Why was she so afraid of this man?
She had to find out.
“Sure, thank you, Mr. Colten.”
She gave a polite bow, opened the car door, and immediately noticed the wheelchair beside it.
The overwhelming fear surged again, and her fingers instinctively curled,
How terrified had she been of Colten before? Even now, alone with him,
it felt like torture.
The car slowly started moving, and she sat straight, giving her current address.
Colten spoke up. “It’s close to the Morton Group.”
“Yeah, I plan to work at the Morton Group.”
She didn’t mention she was hoping to work there to get closer to him, saying that would probably get her tossed out immediately.
As soon as the words left her mouth, the temperature inside the car dropped drastically, sending a chill through her.
For the rest of the ride, Colten closed his eyes and didn’t speak again.
Mayra furrowed her brow, feeling like she had said something wrong but couldn’t pinpoint exactly what.
The car reached her place. She got out and thanked him politely. “Thanks, Mr. Colten. Maybe I’ll treat you to a meal sometime.”
Colten’s gaze lingered on her face for a few seconds before he coldly looked away.
Mayra hit an awkward bump, giving a forced smile.
She stood still, thinking he would leave immediately, but then heard him
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call out, “Maya.”
Without thinking, she replied, “Hmm?”
But just as quickly, the car window rolled up, and the car drove off.
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