Chapter 1089 - 377: I Will Make You Learn To Obey

Simon approached Hazel slowly, and he took the gun from Hazel's hand. She tried to hold on to it, but there was nothing she could do. She let go of it and put her head down. 

"Let's go, sweetheart." Simon reached out to touch her, but Hazel pushed him away in disgust.

"I can walk by myself," Hazel said coldly.

Simon snorted, and without hesitation, he grabbed her arm, then picked her up in his arms. 

"You...!" Hazel glared at him, "Let me down!"

"Hey, be smart. If you struggle like this, you may cause my body to react involuntarily." Simon's eyes looked like they were burning with d.e.s.i.r.e. 

Hazel stopped struggling. She saw that he could not hide his d.e.s.i.r.e for her and even suspected that Simon would do worse if she fought him anymore.

Out of nowhere, Hazel pushed him, and he was caught off guard. His grip on Hazel loosened, and she fell to the ground. When she hit the ground, she rolled to the flowerbed near them. The gardener had watered them earlier in the day, but the soil was still wet, so she was covered in mud.

"What are you doing?" Simon's face was dark, his eyes were full of hatred.

"You didn't hold me tight, and I fell. Now you are blaming me?" Hazel stood up and looked at the mud on her clothes and hands with satisfaction. In any case, she would not admit she deliberately fell.

"Sweetheart, I like girls who are more obedient." Simon's smile was a little cold.

"I understand that. So, why don't you buy a s.e.x doll?" Hazel snorted back without fear. "This is who I am. If you don't like me, then don't prance around me."

Simon's smile became even colder as he stepped closer to Hazel. His presence had a demonic feel to it, Hazel unconsciously stepped back.

"Sweetheart, rest assured." Simon took out a handkerchief and wrapped his fingers, and then lifted Hazel's chin, "I will make you learn to obey."

Looking at the coldness in his eyes, Hazel was horrified. The next moment, Simon threw away his handkerchief and said to his men, "Take her away!"

Hazel was taken to the car by Simon's men. He wouldn't even get in the same car as Hazel, which made her feel a little at ease and led her to believe that his germaphobia was more severe than she had thought.

They had blindfolded Hazel as soon as they got in the car, so she had no idea where she was taken. After what seemed like hours of driving, the car stopped, and she was pulled out of it. Once they removed the blindfold, Hazel saw that she was at the hotel and standing in a luxurious bedroom.

She looked out the window for a landmark or something she could recognize, but all she could see were tall buildings that all looked alike.

"Where are we?" Hazel asked blankly.

Simon was sitting on the big bed in the center of the bedroom. He just glared at the dirty clothes Hazel had on with disgust.

"You, go help her wash!" Simon told one of the servants.

"No, I have to do it myself!" Hazel moved back one step.

"Sweetheart, do you think you have a choice?" Simon stood up from the bed. He looked at Hazel with a bit of anticipation. "When you are clean, I will come back. At that time, we can have an in-depth exchange!"

Then he left, slamming the door behind him.

Hazel looked at the door and clenched her teeth as she was pulled into the bathroom. There was more than one servant in the bathroom with her, and it was apparent that they knew what Simon liked and disliked. They stripped her down and washed every inch of her body.

After they dried her off, they forced her to put on a pair of sheer, s.e.xy pajamas and did her make-up. Her heart was full of sadness and frustration when she thought that she might actually lose her v.i.r.g.i.n.i.t.y to Simon. She knew she could not blame it on herself, but she was really hoping that she would have her first time with Joshua.

She hated the fact that she would be forced by a man she didn't like but didn't see any other option. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the maid unscrewing the mascara, an idea came to Hazel.

Hazel quickly grabbed the mascara and rubbed it all over her face. The servants were in shock and couldn't move for a moment when they finally tried to stop her and wash her face, it was too late. She had already smeared eyeliner all over her body.

"What happened?" Simon, who had heard all of the commotions from another room, walked in with a poker face.

A trembling servant stepped forward and explained what had happened.

Simon looked at Hazel and shook his head. She was nothing but a little girl who was nothing but a jinx to him, he thought. Her face was covered with make-up, and her body was dirty again. It looked as if she had body paint all over her. She didn't even appeal to him while she was wearing the s.e.xy pajamas he had chosen just for her.

"Sweetheart, help me by cleaning up that mess on your body. Otherwise," Simon suddenly took out a gun and pointed it at the servant standing close to him. He sneered, "It appears that she did not serve you well. So, her purpose in the world has run out!"

"Young Master, please forgive me!" The maid was stunned and begging for her life.

Hazel's pupils suddenly shrank. "You threaten me?!"

"It's good you notice that." Simon slyly laughed, "Sweetheart, you will be well educated in my hands."

Hazel took a deep breath and suppressed her anger. She turned her head and looked out the window. The sun was still high in the sky, just like when they arrived. It gave her hope that she might be able to do something.

"Suit yourself," Hazel said indifferently. "You can do whatever you want to the people you have hired. However, you should stop dreaming if you think you can use her to threaten me!"

"You are not afraid that I will kill her?" Simon looked uncomfortable.

"Simon, do you think I am a goddess of some kind?" Hazel sneered, "I was coerced by you before just because there were some people in the castle who are with Joshua. I have feelings for them, so I care about their lives. But your servants..."

Hazel looked around and glanced at the servants around her. She smiled and said, "These are your people. Do you think I care about their lives? If any of them is dead, that's because they have been serving a tyrant! And you will be the villain to take the blame! I hate you so much. Do you think I will blame myself for your crime?"