The Apple of My Eye

Chapter 1751 She Was Pestering Me

Jason looked at Holley with a grin. Without warning, he began groping her, touching her lightly all over

her body. He knew he had caught Holley off guard. When he realized this, he took advantage of her

inability to respond. He held her tight and pressed his face against her neck.

"Darling, you smell so good," Jason said, his voice sharp with malice. Without delay, he took in Holley's

scent and made a show of delight.

With Holley still frozen in fear and disgust, Jason took to touching her more aggressively. As his hands

roamed her rigid body, it was clear that Holley was unwilling to participate. Not that Jason cared.

Now that Holley was locked in Jason's arms, she was unable to move. If they weren't in her building's

lobby, she would have done something the minute Jason laid a hand on her.

At the moment, she had no choice but to deal with the situation calmly. She whispered to Jason, her

voice an octave lower, "We are in public. Restrain yourself."

"What's wrong with hugging my woman? Even if I kiss you right here and right now, nobody would say

anything."

Jason's words cut like a knife. Holley had tried to act tough, but now, she felt defeated. At the moment,

Jason was still joking around, but unstable as he was, there was a real chance of him exploding all of a

sudden. It was becoming increasingly difficult to act around him. He was a thoughtless, selfish pig who

did whatever pleased him regardless of the consequences.

When Jason noticed how pale Holley had become, he couldn't help but grab her by the chin. He made

her look him in the eyes. "Instead of pretending to be a little miss goody two shoes, and resisting all the

fucking time, why don't you go ahead and call the boss? Why don't you beg for him to defend you?"

While this angered Holley, she refused to submit to his sarcastic provocation. She slapped his hand

away and was rendered speechless by her own little act of rebellion. When she regained the ability to

speak, she pointed an accusing finger at him.

"You..."

Then, the reality of her situation dawned on her. Losing her composure wouldn't help, and words were

just as powerless against Jason. She was up against a shameless man. They could fight in public now,

but it would only damage her reputation. In the future, she wouldn't be able to stop him from violating

her. Eventually, she would have to let him do what he wanted with her.

Things were about to escalate when a man passed by the lobby, prompting Jason to practice a little

self-control. Holley remained locked in his arms the whole time. After the stranger had passed by them,

Jason took his chance to threaten Holley.

"Holley, don't test me. I have been giving you so many chances. Next time, when I call, you better drop

everything and answer the phone. Otherwise, I'm not sure what would happen to you. Moreover,

remember that my boss deserted you. But here I am--your savior. I am willing to marry you, and you

should be grateful. Don't be picky. If you refuse like a brat and you grow old and alone in the end, no

one would want you. Then you'd think of me, but I won't be there. No one would be." He had a look of

feigned concern on his face as he spoke.

For a moment, Holley couldn't respond.

Then, once she was able to regain control of her thoughts, she pushed Jason away and straightened

her clothes with her hands. "Do you have anything else to say to me?"

"No, that's it. I just wanted to remind you of things. Don't forget to get the marriage certificate," Jason

responded. He then walked away as though nothing had happened.

When both Holley and Jason had left the lobby, a thin man came out from hiding behind a big tree.

Under the tree's shadow, he checked the pictures he had taken on his camera. He had a self-satisfied

look on his face as he browsed through his most recent photos. Who would have thought it was this

easy?

The man hadn't expected to take such good, intimate photos and to finish the job so quickly. He looked

around to check if anybody was watching him. Then, he began to make his way to Black's house.

In the Hu's residence, someone was about to receive some troubling news.

Rex was away on business. Only Black and the servants were in the gorgeous villa. Black could not

hide his surprise when he realized that the private detective was back so soon.

"What's up? Were you able to take any pictures? Let's see them." Black anxiously asked as he

welcomed the detective and gestured for him to take a seat.

The detective responded proudly, "Mr. Hu, I have taken the pictures that you wanted to see. Are you

ready with the money?"

The detective, who was clearly motivated by money, mentioned payment the first chance he had. Black

couldn't help but frown. People's lives were affected, and the detective he had hired could only think

about money. This man's behavior had a strange effect on Black. The anxiety that had been clear on

his face when he first saw the man on his property today had gone. In its place now was arrogance.

Black leaned against the sofa and said almost lazily, "It depends. What kind of pictures did you take? Is

it the kind I want?"

"It surely is. Please, have a look."

The private eye decided it was wiser to stop beating around the bush when he saw mild annoyance

flash in Black's eyes. He took the pictures out in a hurry and laid them out on the coffee table.

When Black studied the pictures in front of him, he felt dizzy. There was a stinging sensation in his

chest. Just when he thought he could hurt no more, here he was, devastated once again.

In one picture, Jason was hugging Holley tightly in public, without a care in the world. If they weren't a

couple, they wouldn't have acted this way.

As Black thought about the intimate hug, he felt deflated. He looked in the general direction of the

private detective, but his eyes couldn't focus on the man. "What were they talking about?" he asked.

"I was too far away. It was impossible to hear them clearly, but these pictures are telling." The private

detective tried to help make the situation in the photos clearer for fear that Black might not pay him

after all this hard work.

In an attempt to please Black, the detective talked and talked about how hard he tried to take the

pictures. Black, now annoyed by the incessant noise, abruptly said, "If you speak one more word, you

won't get a cent from me."

The private detective obliged. Instantly, it was deathly silent in the Hu's living room. It was so quiet that

the detective could only hear Black's deep breathing.

Suddenly, Black stood up and threw a roll of bills at the detective. The man, in his shock, froze for a

second before scrambling to collect the money. Black stormed out of the villa, determined to find Jason.

He would track the pig down and corner him. Surely, there was some way to get even with him. He

would mess Jason up so bad that the latter would willingly retreat and avoid Holley. That was the plan.

In a noisy bar downtown, Black found him.

"Come on, girl. Have one drink with me before you leave. Just one drink." Jason had found a random

girl and was determined to get her to stay and flirt a little. He held her hand in an attempt to charm her.

The splendidly-dressed girl bashfully freed her hand from his. When Jason saw how shy she was, he

prepared to go in for the kill. "You have pretty hands, and you're so fair-skinned. What do you eat to

maintain this kind of beauty?"

All of a sudden, a familiar voice spoke from behind Jason. "Jason Gao, you are courting death."

Jason turned to look behind him and was terrified.

Black? What the hell?

Jason carefully looked at Black. The latter was furious. Why wouldn't he be? He had spent a long time Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

searching for Jason, only to find him trying to pick up loose women.

'This damned man! I can't believe Holley is going to get married to a man who doesn't know how to

keep it in his pants!

Holley actually left me for this man?'

At the thought of Holley leaving, Black lost his temper. He charged toward Jason.

Without a second thought, Black punched him square in the jaw.

Jason, petrified by the punch, looked at Black with big, fearful eyes.

"What was that for?"

he asked, recovering momentarily. He feared that Black had broken his nose, so he covered his face

with a hand and glared at him. He was scared of Black, but there was no way he was going to show it.

Instead, he pretended to tough it up.

This charade did not last, however. Black's glare quickly turned Jason into a mumbling puddle of a

man.

Black scowled, pointed at Jason's nose, and said, "Jason Gao, have you forgotten that you lost last

time? What are you doing with this woman? Do you want more serious injuries?"

"What? I'm not with this woman. I don't even know her. She was all over me and didn't want to leave

me alone. What could I do?"

As Jason spoke, he lost all the confidence he pretended he had. He looked down, afraid to look Black

in the eyes and to get punched again. He didn't want to get beaten and be rushed to the hospital once

again.