Chapter 9

'This damn instinct,' Fiona cursed inside.

She could have just ignored the call.

Fiona frowned. "Mr. Solomon, what do you need?"

"I have a headache," Darwin said.

He had a chronic headache, which was said to be a sequela from a car accident.

Fiona asked, "Is Miss Robbins there? Put the phone..."

Darwin commanded, "You come and teach her."

Fiona sighed, thinking that this was indeed part of the handover process.

Since Bella was there, she wasn't worried about Darwin doing anything.

In-room 1899, Darwin had loosened his tie and unbuttoned two buttons on his shirt.

He was half-lying on the sofa, his long legs bent, his face as pale as paper.

Listening to Bella's incessant badmouthing of Fiona, he felt his headache worsened.

"Bella, stop being clever in front of me." He opened his eyes, his pupils cold and full of warning. "Otherwise, I'll replace you soon."

Bella shivered, not daring to argue further.

At this moment, the doorbell rang.

Bella went to open the door, but her face turned sour when she saw Fiona. But she didn't dare provoke anything in front of Darwin.

Fiona ignored her and walked straight in.

Seeing Darwin's pale face, his lips devoid of color, she instinctively frowned." Mr. Solomon, didn't you bring your medication?"

"No, give me a massage." Darwin's voice was weaker than usual, lacking its usual coldness and pressure.

He even sounded a bit pitiful and aggrieved.

Fiona helplessly sat down next to Darwin.

Darwin habitually lifted his head, resting it on her lap.

His actions were natural and intimate, making Bella very angry.

"Miss Robbins, Mr. Solomon has a headache problem. When you accompany him on trips in the future, make sure to bring his medication," Fiona said as her fingertips gently pressed Darwin's temples. "If the medication doesn't work, you need to massage..."

"Shut up, you're so noisy!" Darwin spoke irritably.

Fiona patiently said, "Mr. Solomon, you asked me to come and teach Miss Robbins."

Darwin slowly opened his eyes.

Fiona lowered her gaze, not looking at him, and continued to massage gently.

But the next second, Darwin grabbed her wrist and flipped her onto the sofa." Are you in such a hurry to hand over your work? Have you found a new employer? That greasy boss? Or Harold Klein? Or maybe William?"

Fiona was stunned for a moment, then struggled hard.

"Darwin! Let go of me!" she shouted angrily.

Darwin pinned her hands above her head, his knee pressing down on her legs.

Fiona held back her tears and looked at him. "I sold myself to you back then to save my grandmother. I'm not cheap!"

This sentence hit Darwin hard.

"I saw you take that boss's business card, and I saw you with Harold..." Darwin's eyes reddened with anger, and he lowered his head, punishingly kissing Fiona.

Fiona was about to lose it.

She thought, 'Darwin, do you even know what you're doing? Bella is still here!'

He was kissing her with a mouth that had kissed someone else.

Fiona felt utterly disgusted. She turned her head away, resisting and avoiding him.

Darwin froze for a moment. He grabbed her chin and forced her head back. "Do you dare to resist me?"

"Why wouldn't I? I'm not your toy anymore!" Fiona looked at Bella. "If you want to play, someone is waiting!"

Bella was completely frozen as well.

She never expected that Darwin, who had just been pale with a headache, was now pinning Fiona down and kissing her.

Darwin gritted his teeth. "You're here to teach Bella, right? Then teach her thoroughly!"

He seemed to have completely lost it. He tore off his tie and, to Fiona's astonishment, tied her wrists, which was familiar to her.

Fiona shook her head in disbelief, unable to comprehend that Darwin would humiliate her to this extent.

Darwin grabbed her chin and gave a chilling smile. "You're very good at this, aren't you?"

Fiona knew she couldn't continue to provoke him. She quickly explained, "Darwin, that man was too annoying, so I took his business card to quickly find Mr. Newton and have him review the plan again. I threw the card away as soon as I got it!"

Darwin looked at her.

Fiona continued, "There's nothing between Harold and me, really."

Her eyes were filled with tears, and her body was trembling.

Darwin looked at her, feeling as if a dull knife was cutting his heart.

Except for the very beginning, she had never been so resistant and afraid of being intimate with him.

Darwin looked deeply at Fiona, feeling the heartache.

It was as if the past five years of intimacy and closeness were all his imagination.

The more Darwin thought about it, the angrier he became. He grabbed Fiona's chin and sneered, "Fiona, do you think acting weak and showing vulnerability to me now will work?"

Fiona's dress was torn apart.

Her long legs were exposed to the air.

"Darwin!" Fiona screamed, curling her legs, trying to push Darwin away with her knees.

But she was too weak, and her legs were pinned down again.

Darwin cupped one side of her face and kissed her again.

Fiona angrily bit him hard, the taste of blood spreading.

But Darwin still didn't stop.

Bella stood there, stiff, her eyes filled with disbelief and resentment.

The immense humiliation enveloped Fiona.

At this moment, she realized she knew nothing about Darwin's cruelty.

Her tears couldn't stop rolling down from the corners of her eyes.

Just when Fiona was in utter despair, Darwin suddenly stopped.

He released Fiona's lips.

He slightly lifted his head, his palm against Fiona's cheek, which was wet.

He stared at her, whose lips were stained with his blood.

Darwin's soul seemed to be struck by something hard.

After a long while, he stood up from the sofa." Get out!"

Fiona hurriedly got up, stumbling out of room 1899.