Uncontrollable Fondness

Chapter 23 Voluntary

However, William couldn’t fall asleep. He looked at the woman with on the bed whose hair was messy

and whose face was pale but still beautiful. His throat knotted. He couldn't explain the reason why he

who always had a strong self-control ability couldn’t control himself near this woman. He could confess

just to himself, “She, she looks like Sophia.”

Sophia is ill and her body isn’t suitable for these things, so he finds satisfaction in this woman who

looks like her.

Yes, it is like this.

Turning over and getting out of bed, he quickly put on his clothes. When he was about to dial Sophia’s

number on his mobile phone, the respectful voice of Rebecca rang out, “Boss, someone is looking for

you.”

Mia woke up and sat on the side of the bed in a daze, still unable to wake up from the morning affair.

Her face was flushed with fire, her heart was embarrassed, and she became angry with herself. How

could she be so shameless, and with that man... so dissolute!

At that moment, she began to doubt and resent her own body. She raised her hand and started

slapping her own body, “Shame on you!”

The door was pushed open. Rebecca stood there expressionlessly, and when she saw her naked, she

lowered her eyebrows and said coldly, “Wash yourself immediately. The president will find you.”

Mia was very reluctant to meet William, but the two servants walked in, dragged her into the bathroom

and threw it into the bathtub to wash her up. After washing, she was taken back to the room, where

there was already an extra set of clothes.

Rebecca nodded with satisfaction, ordering, “Put it on, don't let the boss wait for you.” She turned and

walked away.

Whether she liked it or not, the servant made her go downstairs. William sat in the azure sofa, holding

a cigarette in his fingers, staring at her with thoughtful eyes, observing how her body was trembling

from time to time.

A beautiful smoke ring spewed out of his nose, dimming his cold eyes. Mia stood in front of him silently.

They two had such an unusual bed affair, she even lost her confidence a little. She pursed her lips and

didn’t say anything.

Until the cigarette butt burned to the tip of his finger. He slowly extinguished, lifting one foot and landing

on the other, extremely elegant.

“Your father is here,” he said suddenly.

Mia’s eyes lit up, she stepped forward and asked, “Where is he?”

His father finally found his conscience that he wanted to take her back?

“Gone.”

William’s words threw her into the ice cellar again. Father came and left, why?

With his fingers tapping, William glanced at a document on the coffee table, twisted his eyebrows and

asked, “Your name is Mia Charles?”

“Yes,” Mia wanted to know what his father had done, so she nodded truthfully.

“You sold yourself voluntarily?”

“No!” The answer was straightforward, she seemed to see hope, and the eyes that had been darkened

lightened up again. “My father must have made it clear, Mr. Brown, I don't want anything from you, so

let me go now.”

“Really?” William pursed his lips, and the crooked face of Sam Charles flashed across his mind,

“President Brown, don't worry, my daughter did it voluntary. She is so hypocritical and the reason for

her refusal is probably the money is not enough. It's okay, I can control her. If you have any contract,

you can sign it with me."

Really hypocritical. William couldn't deny Sam Charles’ words. Isn't she hypocritical to obey and resist

in the same time? Can a father not know his daughter?

His eyes became colder, a disdain appeared on his lips, and he snorted.

“Can I go now?” Mia couldn’t wait to go outside, and two men in black outside the door reached out to

block her way.

“You?” She frowned and looked at William. William lazily raised his hand to pick up the papers on the

table and threw them, ruthlessly saying, “You better see this clearly!”

He stood up as he didn't want to stay with this hypocritical woman for another half minute, stepped up

and went to the stairs.

Mia stared blankly at his back and slowly turned around just when he disappeared. She looked at the

papers floating on the ground, “This is...”

Rebecca, wearing her high-heeled shoes, came over and raised her lips with a straight face, “This is

the contract signed by the boss and your father. The boss pays your father five million at a time, and

then gives you one million a month. Today you’ve officially become the boss’ mistress.”

Mistress? Mia’s face quickly turned pale. With shaking hands, she picked up the papers on the ground,

one by one.

The contract, the receipt, everything was signed by her father’s crooked signature looking like chicken

feet. Mia’s heart was broken a little, can someone’s life be more miserable than hers?

The tears could no longer flow, and all she was thinking about was, “Sold? Was I sold again?”

No, she can't just give in! She slapped hard these satirical papers and yelled sharply, “No, this is illegal,

it isn’t valid at all, it isn’t valid!”

She was running in circles in the same spot. The surrounding servants and men in black were silent.

Rebecca’s poker face was once again stained with that constant contempt. These things have nothing © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

to do with them, and even if she breaks her throat, no one will say anything.

She turned around, raised her face and looked up at the empty staircase. The only way to solve the

problem is to find him!

She stumbled but rushed upstairs. She didn't know which room William lived in, so she could only

knock hard on every door and shout vigorously. Tears were everywhere across her face, falling into the

lips, bitter and bitter, just like her life.

She pushed open the last room without much effort. In other words, the door wasn’t even locked. Mia

wiped away the tears from her face and rushed in.

Everything was blue. The tones of the sky warmed her heart slightly, this was her favorite color.

This blue everywhere wasn’t the decoration of high-class, revealing the wealth and taste of the owner.

However, everything was obscured by the huge wedding photos on the walls. In the photo, the

handsome man was holding the woman of pure beauty, their faces were so close, and they laughed

sweetly.

The woman in the photo looked exactly like her, with curly hair sliding down her face, she looked

completely happy.

Why? The same face but a completely different destiny?

Mia’s tears rolled down again. She just saw that there were a lot of such sweet photos in the room, in

some of them they both were hugging each other, and in some of them there was the laughing women

alone.

Picking up one photo, facing this similar face, Mia couldn’t understand what she was feeling. William

walked out of the bathroom in the bath towel. He looked around, looked at Mia, then his eyes fell on the

photo frame in her hand.

“What are you doing!” This roar scared Mia to the bottom of her heart. When she raised her head, her

hand was loose, and she heard the sound of crackling. She saw William’s cold and sharp eyes.

Looking down, seeing the broken photo frame, Mia forgot what she was coming for. She sat down

hurriedly trying to put it all together, but her hand was cut, and blood dropped on the photo.

“Damn it!” The roar was extremely angry, Mia felt her body being picked up and thrown away fiercely.

Huge pain struck her, her back hit the wooden chair. She fell down with the chair and hit the dresser

with her head. She felt the pain in her head, and some warm liquid flowed into the back of the neck.

William’s furious expression was right in front of her, sweeping across like an endless storm with bursts

of thunder. Her eyes turned white, and before she fainted, she heard an earth-shaking roar, "You don’t

deserve to touch Sophia’s photos!”

Her head hurt, it hurt as if she had caught in an iron clip. Mia cried out in pain, “It hurts, it hurts.”

“Don't be afraid, I’m here.” A voice came from a distant place, and she opened her eyes with difficulty.

In the obscurity, a half-big boy approached, looking like he was fourteen or fifteen, with beautiful hair

draped over his head, he seemed proud and unruly. He stroked her head and touched it lightly, the

feeling was refreshing, and it was really not as painful as before. She sighed slowly, trying to see him

clearly, but the boy's face was always so blurred, and she could not see clearly with all her desire.

“Who are you, can you take me with you?” Mia took the boy's hand and asked softly.

The boy opened his lips and seemed to be smiling, “Yes, but you have to wait till I come back. And

when I’m back I’ll marry you.”

This is so familiar, why can't she remember who said it? Her head hurts, hurts even more!

The boy's figure got farther and farther, Mia was anxious and grabbed his hand tighter, “Don't go!”

“Let me go!” A cold voice came from the real world, Mia slowly opened her eyes and met a familiar but

icy face. Rebecca shook her hand and twisted her wrist, picked up the medicine box and was about to

leave.

Mia found out that she had been lying on the floor. The light here was dim, not like any room in the villa.

“Where am I?” Her dry throat sounded so dumb that it almost made no sound.

Rebecca looked at her hardly and said, “You broke Mr. Brown wife's picture. The boss is very angry,

and you are locked up here. Now when you woke up, go and apologize to the boss immediately!”

Why should I apologize? She has suffered so much, has he ever said a good word to her? Mia’s back

stiffened, and she asked coldly, “If...I don't apologize?”

“Then you just wait for your death," Rebecca walked across her body. In a dim space, she put a bowl of

rice on the floor, like for a dog. Mia closed her eyes and shouted feebly, “Let me go, I want to terminate

the contract, that is illegal.”