Bound to My Billionaire Ex

Chapter 43 Suicide

Chapter 43 Suicide

"Jason, you're shameless!" When Rejoyla fell on the bed, this was the only thought she had. How could Jason be so shameless? He wanted to make lave in broad daylight. Rejoyla's strength was no match for Jason's, and even punching and kicking him couldn't move his arm that was firmly holding her waist. She could only vent her anger by cursing at Jason with all the insults she could think of.

However, Jason didn't react at all. It was as if he didn't know that Rejoyla was cursing at him. He was fully focused on taking off Rejoyla's clothes. Unfortunately, the zipper of Rejoyla's dress was at the back, and Jason couldn't find it no matter how hard he tried. Impatient, he just tore it off.

"Rip!" Rejoyla had an emotional outburst. She covered her chest and cursed, "Jason, I curse you to have weak kidneys!"

After she cursed for so long, Jason finally reacted. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Rejoyla who was so excited. He sneered and said, "Don't worry. I'll make sure you can't get out of bed before my kidneys become weak!"

Rejoyla was completely rendered speechless by Jason's shamelessness!

So Rejoyla decided to change her approach. She blinked her cat-like eyes and pitifully winked at Jason, putting her hands together on her chin. "Jason, what we're doing is not right..."

“Don't command me like that.” Jason interrupted Rejoyla's words and lightly touched her curled eyelashes with his fingers. His eyes were full of infatuation, and he murmured, "Your eyes are really beautiful today. I like them..."

"Boom!" Rejoyla's mind went blank. and her eyes were focused only on Jason's narrow, lustful black eyes. Unlike his usual coldness. those black eyes were full of pity and preciousness, making Jason look so attractive and gentle.

Gentle?

Rejoyla sarcastically curled her lips. It was hard to believe that this word could be used to describe Jason. However, she saw his gentle eyes indeed Jason was always tyrannical and violent. If people knew that he could be gentle, they would probably think she was talking nonsense!

It was a pity that his precious tenderness was not for her but for someone else.

When she finished putting on makeup today, she noticed something strange. She wondered if the make-up artist was insane because she looked just like Louisa. Especially her round cat-like eyes, it was like a copy of Louisa’s. This made Rejoyla feel uncomfortable for a long time, so she immediately asked Jacquelyn to change the appointment time. When she saw Jason, she was uneasy, but he didn’t seem to notice anything different about her appearance.

Rejoyla felt a little relieved, but it turned out that her optimism was premature. Jason had noticed that, and he just showed his true intentions now.

Her heart felt numb and empty, unable to feel any pain anymore. She had felt too much pain, so she could no longer sense it. Only the emptiness and loneliness remained. Rejoyla blinked her eyes and looked at Jason's affectionate gaze in a daze. His eyes seemed far away but also close, just like he was forever out of her reach. It turned out that she could still be hurt and sad for someone she couldn't have.

Rejoyla felt like she was split in half, experiencing extreme pleasure in her body while suffering the pain of her heart. The pleasure and pain intertwined, making her unable to be at peace. She could only hold Jason tightly. He controlled her life, death, and sorrow. The shame of being humiliated made Rejoyla speak her mind, "Jason, I hate you!"From NôvelDrama.Org.

Rejoyla couldn't remember if she had said it out loud because Jason didn't look odd at all. He just bit her neck harder, waiting for her to be conquered even more fiercely. She seemed to hear Jason's voice in a daze, but it was too far away, just like him, forever out of her reach. Only his deep and hoarse voice remained in her memory, but she couldn't remember what he said.

‘Why did I have to meet you, Jason?’

Jason finished his shower and stared at Rejoyla who was lying on the pillow. He traced his fingertips lightly over the furrowed brow of Rejoyla and muttered softly, "You're really foolish..."

The makeup had worn off, revealing Rejoyla's true face. Jason examined her sleeping face for a while and concluded that she didn't really look like Louisa. Except for her naturally round cat-like eyes, everything else was different, especially her breasts. His fingers traced down her neck and lingered on a bright red spot on her chest. Louisa didn't have a good figure like Rejoyla, but of course, Rejoyla didn't have Louisa’s good temper. Jason looked at the bite marks on his shoulder. Some were bleeding, which showed haw much force Rejoyla used at the time, and also showed her dissatisfaction.

However, it didn't matter what Rejoyla thought. It would be enough as long as she stayed obediently by his side before he got tired of her.

The skin under his fingertips moved slightly. Jason looked at Rejoyla's closed eyes and said blandly, "Since you're awake, get up and I'll order takeout for you.”

Rejoyla slowly opened her eyes and got out of bed. Wrapped in the quilt, she walked toward the bathroom. Jason stood with his arms crossed, watching Rejoyla move awkwardly. It was really annoying, so he took the quilt off her and said, "I've seen it all before. Isn't it too late to be reserved now?"

“Ah...”

Before he could finish his sentence, his ears were deafened by Rejoyla's high-pitched voice. Then he saw Rejoyla disappear into the bathroom, not forgetting to lock the door. Jason looked at the quilt in his hand speechlessly. Forget it, Rejoyla was occasionally a woman who went off track like this, and he wouldn't argue with her.

In fact, Rejoyla was not shy. She just didn't know how to face Jason. She lay on the bathtub's edge and pressed the foam in the water, watching them disappear one by one and reappear, just like her thoughts about Jason. She had suppressed her feelings countless times, but the feelings always quietly occupied her heart again, making her defenseless and unable to resist

Did she really need to see a psychologist? Was she really a masochist? Jason treated her badly, but she couldn't forget him. "Ah, I'm so stupid!"

"Rejoyla, are you planning to shower until night?" Jason's impatient voice came through the thick wooden door. Rejoyla pursed her lips and temporarily put aside things she couldn't figure out. What was important now was her hungry stomach. By the way. she should ban the studio that contacted her in the morning on her list.

Rejoyla accelerated her shower speed, and a thought flashed through her mind, but it disappeared so fast that she didn't even grasp it. Just as she was about to think about it carefully, a knocking sound of was heard again. At the same time, Jason's cold and stern voice sounded, "Rejoyla, have you committed suicide?”

That was his wishful thinking! She would never commit suicide for a jerk like him!

Rejoyla couldn't be bothered to respond. She still felt mad. If she were stronger, she would have quarreled with Jason. She couldn't resist, but she still had the right to speak, right?

However, she didn't know if it was her illusion, but she felt that Jason's voice had changed a bit. Could it be that he was worried?

Just as this thought came to mind, Rejoyla quickly dismissed it. How could that be possible? She must have been too hopeful of Jason's response, so she had such a delusion.

Rejoyla slowly dived to the bottom of the water. The water poured into her mouth and suffocated her, making her briefly forget her unfulfilled desires...

Outside the door, Jason was anxious. He had indeed gone too far just now because Rejoyla was not an obedient girl, and another man wanted to be with her. He wanted to teach her a lesson first and make her not dare to leave him, but of course, he did not deny that there was some truth to it. Rejoyla was indeed a substitute. Since she was a substitute, she should be aware of it and not always think of replacing Louisa. But Rejoyla had become a bit too conceited lately. so he took advantage of this opportunity to let her see reality.

But now Jason was a bit guilty. Did she really commit suicide because she suffered a great blow? He shouted a few.times but there was no response He pushed the door . handle, forgetting that she had ~ locked:the door. He simply stepped backe snd kicked the black wooden door’ with all his strength. THe door callapsed with a bang. In his sight was a pool of green water, and he could vaguely see her figure under the foam. Her fair skin was particularly tempting in the green water, but Jason had no thoughts of lust. In his eyes, Rejoyla was drowning!

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"Rejoyla! Rejoyla!" Jason didn't dare to delay and jumped into the bathtub, grabbing Rejoyla and carrying her out.

"Ahem!"

When Rejoyla emerged from the water, she was completely bewildered. Her throat was burning and painful fram being choked. She pushed away the large hand that. was holdmg onto her waist and = coughee: by the edge of the bathtub. Demat She just drank bathwat er! Altadugh it was her own, it cou dnt change the fact that it was" ‘sti bathwater, and it was a sickly green color, like polluted water. Why did she choose this color of essential oil just now? It was because she was too tired from having sex and her hands were shaking, causing her to pour it all in.

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Hmm, she couldn't think about it anymore because it was too disgusting. Rejoyla stopped coughing and started to retch

Jason was behind her, patting her back. "Rejoyla, are you stupid? Do you want to end your life over such a small matter? Do you want to threaten me? Let me tell you. Even if you die. I won't remember you. I'll just have you burned and thrown into a black box where you'll never see the light of day again!"

Feeling the trembling of her skin in his palm, Jason realized that he might have been too harsh because she even wafted to commit suicide. If she felt.adpeless, what if she tried. to commit suicide again? Alas, being too attractive to women was ©> troublesome. Jason felt that Lhe wasn't worried about Rejoyla but didn't want to lose her b autiful body. So he advised her in a softer voice, "Don't feel hopeless because of me. In the future, try to please me and maybe I'll fall in love with you. People need to live with hope, right? If you die, I'll never like you!"