The servants saw that the Lord did not immediately punish them; they ran out. They were afraid that the Lord would change his mind.

Gabrielle was sitting on the bed at this time, with her hair messy.

Since knowing the intention of Eric, Gabrielle felt he was evil.

She moved back quietly, trying to keep a distance from Eric, but the room was so small that she felt no way to hide from the end.

Eric was expressionless and looked at Gabrielle. The woman had straight black hair and big eyes. She was like a deer lost in the jungle, and he was like a hunter with a shotgun in her eyes.

He raised his lips and said, "You don't want to drink the medicine?"

Gabrielle kept silent. Anyway, he did see it. She didn't respond to his question.

This man was trying to get rid of the baby in her belly. He was a bad guy.

Eric was not angry about Gabrielle's attitude but approached her.

Gabrielle subconsciously clasped her arms. This was obviously a self-protection posture. Of course, Eric would not take her seriously.

"Why do you make me drink the medicine?" Gabrielle could guess the answer. She asked so to slow his approach and to distract him.

"I changed my mind." Said Eric.

Gabrielle's back has touched the head of the bed. There was no place to hide herself, but she kept her back straight.

She pressed her lips tightly. Eric continued to say, "Since we are married, we can have our own baby."

Gabrielle, "..."

She was shocked by the words of Eric. They didn't know each other, okay? He wanted her to have his baby?

Was he insane?

Did he want to take compulsory measures?

Countless possibilities flashed through Gabrielle's mind. Only one possibility made her deeply afraid.

She tried to convince him, "I don't think so. We don't know each other very well. I agreed to a fake marriage. I was not interested in being a king, so can we get divorced first?"

"Please turn back from your wrong path, Eric."

Gabrielle thought so in her heart.

She expected that Eric would be indifferent. After all, he had a poker face. There was rarely a look other than a slaying face.

His expression did not change, but his fingers were already on the button of his shirt.

He was taking off his clothes.

"Why are you suddenly taking off your clothes?"

"You won't take medicine to get rid of the baby in your belly. I think there is a simpler way."

When Gabrielle heard that he used such obscure words to express what was about to be done, her face turned pale.

"Don't come over!"

When Gabrielle saw him getting closer and closer to her, she raised her volume in panic. Even if she cried for help, it was of no use. The servants and bodyguards outside were all his men. They were husband and wife in their eyes, so no one would save her.

Gabrielle only felt particularly desperate at the moment. If she was touched by him, the baby in her belly would be in danger, and she certainly did want to die.

"What do you want? As long as you don't touch the baby and me in my belly, I will promise you everything."

Eric smiled sarcastically, "What else do you have other than you and your baby?"

"Money. I have the money." Gabrielle trembled. Eric approached her like a wolf. He got closer to her, and his face with scar quickly magnified in front of her.

"No, I have money."

In order to ease the discomfort, Gabrielle leaned back.

"What else do you want? I'm not interested in the nation you want. Why should I be kept under house arrest?"

Eric said bluntly, "House arrest? As the wolf is the symbol and totem of the nation, the king is the soul of the nation. How can the nation exist without a soul?"

What a perverted idea!

It's really stupid to impose this idea on others.

Gabrielle thought so, but she did not dare to speak out boldly. She reached over his shoulder and resisted his approach.

"I need a soul too." Eric suddenly said.

"You just need me to help you strengthen people-to-people ties."

"You know your role very well." Eric touched her hair and placed it on the tip of his nose, "I haven't touched pregnant women."

Gabrielle trembled all over. He was a pervert!

She jerked her hair back from his hand, "I'll find you a woman, okay?"

"Not all women are kings."

A stream of hot air sprayed on Gabrielle's ear. His mouth has reached her ear, making her body tremble more severely.

"Don't touch me," Gabrielle begged him. What else could she do?

She was not familiar with this place, and no one could help her.

"You'd better accept the fact. You cannot get rid of the fact that you are a king and that you can only marry a man in the nation. Not all men are willing to be the father of an unborn baby."

Gabrielle now understood what he meant. Did he feel that she should be grateful to him if he wanted her in this situation?

How could he be so confident?

Gabrielle shook her head, but the man pushed her down. He fixed her hands with one hand and touched her with the other hand.

When Eric touched her skin, Gabrielle shook all over, gnashed her teeth, and said, "You'd better be kind. If you really dare to touch me, I..."

Gabrielle suddenly stopped. She was really powerless in front of him.

Eric continued to touch her, but she twisted her body to let him not succeed. She thought this was not the way to go on. At this time, the jade whistle hanging on her neck fell out.

She turned her head to give a hard bite on the man's arm.

She bit him hard, and soon blood filled her mouth. Eric finally had a little feeling of pain, pulled out his hand, and pushed her head away.