Avery looked at Evan, and put her hand on his cheek, "Your family has too many properties. I'm afraid I will be in trouble."

"Did I need you to do anything?" Evan reached out and pinched her face, "You don't have to do anything."

The kitchen was huge, and apparently, everything was ready.

There were also some ingredients on the table.

Evan threw the seafood into the sink, brushed and cleaned it.

He was very serious and charming when he did things.

Avery didn't know if he's good at it. Compared to the last time he cooked a bowl of noodles for her, everything was going on methodically this time.

Looking at him, Avery was completely unable to give him a hand.

Evan wouldn't let her help him.

It isn't very easy for Avery to imagine that a man with cleanliness would touch these things.

Leaning on the white table at will, Avery touched the table in a boring way, "Don't you really need my help?"

"You really want to help me?" The sleeves of Evan's white shirt were rolled up casually, showing his strong arms.

Evan washed his hands with the hand sanitizer and pulled Avery to the back of him.

Avery wondered, "What do you want me to do for you?"

"Hold me back from behind," Evan said seriously.

"…"

Avery really didn't find that he would be so clingy, but she held his waist from behind and listened to his strong and powerful heartbeat.

After a while, she released her hands.

Pointing to the rest of the ingredients next to him, she asked curiously, "What are you going to do with this?"

"I'll make you breakfast tomorrow." As he spoke, he put garlic on the lobster and oysters and said, "You would like the taste."

"Have you ever studied how to cook this?" It felt like he was not making much progress.

"Yes."

Evan nodded his head.

Avery didn't think he would admit it so simply. A good husband would always do everything he could for his wife.

When Avery was moved for a moment, she heard Evan's voice, "In fact, there is something remarkable about these oysters in some way."

"What is it?"

"Do you really want to know it?"

Avery felt that there would not be any good words next, so she shook her head and said, "I don't want to know."

"What if I have to say?" Evan bowed his head and smiled evilly. Avery quickly attached her fingers to his lips. He kissed her fingers, "They can make my kidney stronger."

Avery rolled her eyes, "You are strong enough."

Evan said in a low voice, "Who says that only men need to make the kidney stronger?"

Did he blame her for kidney deficiency? His sexual desire was too strong, okay?

When Avery suddenly pinched his waist, Evan reached to wipe her face with dirty hands.

The two people were fighting for fun.

"No, stop. Aren't you tired? Would you like to go to the living room for a rest? It's late. I can't get you to be hungry."

Knowing that she would have an impact on him, Avery nodded and walked to the huge window of the living room.

She turned her back to him and enjoyed the night view outside. Most areas of Country B was the sea, and outside the castle was a wide blue sea. The lights of the lighthouse lit up at night, and the waves washed on the reef.

With the mobile phone in her hand, Avery determined to send an email to Diana.

She hoped to give her a time and place to meet as soon as possible.

After sending an email, she heard something behind.

Looking behind him, she found that there's nothing on the table.

Suddenly Evan held her and put her on the table.

"I just put the lobster in the oven. Wait for a while." Evan's hands have been cleaned, and there was no smell of seafood. His fingers were rolling over Avery's earlobe.

She pulled down his hand, and her face was red.…

In the same night sky, Jessica was utterly upset. A variety of negative emotions, especially the fear of what was going to happen, terrified her.

In the face of the dirt of James, Jessica turned her head away, but she still couldn't stop the disgusting smell.

Jessica was the youngest lady in the Clifford family, and she was spoiled from an early age. But the current situation has exceeded her range of affordability.

Then she spat it out.

James pulled her up, and savagely pushed her into the bathtub, which was already full of water.

She fell in and choked off guard. As she looked up, the water flowed down her head. Her wet hair clung to her cheek, and her eyes could not be opened.

Jessica was out of breath in desperation, and she didn't expect that a hard object was pushed into her mouth.

There was another vomit.

James pressed her against the wall, making her back against him and fucking her.

"James! When did I offend you? Why did you do this to me?" Jessica burst into tears.

Soon the man stirred his fingers into her mouth. She could no longer say a clear word.

It began to give her a sense of pain. After adapting to his frequency, her resistance has turned into groans.

Jessica heard the man gasping in her ear and saying, "You didn't offend me. Did she offend your family?"

"Who is it? I haven't hurt anyone. Would you let me go? How much money do you want? I can give it to you."

"Miss. Clifford, you are so naïve. Money can't buy everything."

"What do you want? I beg you. Please let me go…" Jessica started to weep and whispered.

"Cry. The harder you cry, the better I feel," James Moore said and pushed her hard.

"If my family hurt you, I apologize. But please let me go…"

James ignored what Jessica said.

James then said in a soft way, "Don't worry. Mr. Clifford would come to take you home. If he isn't here, it means that he doesn't love you."