Chapter 30 Craze


    Chapter 30 Craze


    "What did I promise you? Oh, I remember. I''m going back on it now!" Rejo, being not a saint, had


    no qualms about reneging on her word.


    Jason pulled Rejo''s hair with slight strength, eliciting a gasp from her. She lifted her head and


    shouted angrily, "Let go of me!"


    "Rejo Lynn, who gave you the guts to y mind games with me? Oh, I see. It was Brady, wasn''t


    it? You seem to think that I won''t dare to do anything to you because you''re associated with Brady.


    Well, go ahead and give it a try!"


    Jason took his phone out of his pocket and nced at Rejo coldly. "I''ll call Archie right now and


    have him send the rescued women back to Baker."


    "How dare you?"


    Rejo lunged at Jason''s phone, her anxiety evident in her sweat-covered brow. Being a scoundrel


    with apletely confused sense of right and wrong, Jason would really do this kind of thing.


    Thinking of Flora and Melody, Rejo couldn''t help the tears in her eyes.


    Unless Jason went easy on her, there was no way for Rejo to get his phone. She fell directly onto


    the carpet and looked up to find him towering over her with a distant expression. His long eyshes


    curved upwards, giving him an inscrutable look in the light. However, Rejo felt the chill emanating


    from his pitch-ck eyes. As she heard the sound of buttons being pressed, she threw caution and


    dignity to the wind and held Jason''s thigh, rubbing against it.


    "I''m sorry! I''m wrong! I promise that this won''t happen again and I''ll listen to you and do whatever


    you say. Please forgive me this time!"


    "Rejo, do you think that I''ll believe you? How many times have you broken your promises?"


    "Well, just this once..."


    "You just said that you would listen to me, but now you''re retorting again. How can I trust you?"


    Rejo silently rubbed Jason''s thigh to show her submission.


    Jason stepped back under Rejo''s rubs, but she held on even more tightly, not letting him go.


    "Let go!"


    Rejo wanted to retort, but Jason had just used her of being untrustworthy. She slowly knelt on


    the carpet and looked up at Jason with a plea in her eyes, hoping he would spare Flora and Melody


    from any trouble.


    Jason bent over and lifted Rejo''s chin with his index finger. As he stroked her skin, he felt her


    body trembling. He smiled chilly and spoke, "Now, let me ask you again. Does what happened on


    the yacht count as a real deal?"


    "Yes," Rejo answered weakly. Her body softened with her spirit drained as if she could already


    envision her future as bleak and hopeless.


    Although Jason was not that pleased with Rejo''s response, he had got the answer he wanted.


    He didn''t want to push her too far, in case she did something drastic. Therefore, he held her in his


    arms and made her face him, so that he could easily observe her expressions.


    "What did Brady say to you?"


    Rejo wasn''t in the mood to answer Jason''s question. She lowered her head and rolled her eyes,


    resting her forehead against Jason''s chest without saying a word. Although she had made the


    promise, she felt terribly fenced. For the first time in her hazy life, she had a goal: to be strong


    enough that Jason wouldn''t dare to bully her again.


    Jason pinched her slim waist and called out her name in a stern tone, "Rejo!"


    "Are you intending to use Flora and Melody to threaten me again?"


    Rejo pinched Jason''s arm in retaliation for her pained waist. Couldn''t she have a little temper? At


    this thought, she exerted all her strength to the pinch to vent her anger.


    However, she didn''t really dare to annoy Jason. With a pout, she said, "Mr. Nelson introduced me to


    a psychologist and asked me to see him tomorrow."


    Compared with Jason, Brady was far more considerate.


    Jason frowned; he didn''t think about psychological consultation. After all, Rejo had experienced a


    simr thing before, and he didn''t think this minor incident would cause her distress. Still, he


    couldn''t be too sure, as there had been cases of people being re-traumatized. Even though he


    disliked Brady, he didn''t oppose Brady''s arrangement.


    "Now that it''s been well arranged, then do as he said. It''s good for you."


    Sensing the jealousy in Jason''s words, Rejo pouted her lips. However, she was no longer


    secretly pleased about it because she knew he was angry about his belonging, rather than his


    beloved, being coveted. She was self-aware enough to understand this.


    Sometimes, Rejo was so annoyed with Jason that she fantasized about him falling in love with


    her, only to be rejected by her. She relied on this unrealistic dream to cope with her sorrow, so that


    she wouldn''t go insane. But a fantasy was a fantasy: she would remain a nobody and Jason would


    still love Louisa deeply. Even though Louisa was absent, the rtionship between Jason and


    Rejo would not be sweeter; it would remain one ofmand and obedience with no


    changes.


    The cool sensation on her face brought Rejo back to reality. "What''s this?"


    "Don''t move!" Jason held Rejo''s chin with one hand while stroking her swollen cheek with the


    other, bringing a soothing chill. Rejo watched this man as he carefully tended to her wound. His


    lips were tightly pursed and his ck eyes were focused intently on her as if she was the only


    person that mattered to him at this moment, a precious jewel in the palms of his hands.


    Rejo''s lips trembled, and suddenly, she hit Jason''s chest like crazy. "Jason Sterling, you''re a jerk,


    a bastard..."


    Why did he keep treating her so well if he didn''t like her? It was ensnaring her into this false love!


    Now that he loved another woman, why did he flirt with her? He was keeping her trapped in his


    tenderness, making it hard for her to move on. What a cruel man! Was it amusing to him to see her


    suffer? She hated him more than anything...


    Jason gazed down at this crazy little woman and pressed his lips without exnation. When tears


    exhausted her, she leaned against his chest and fell asleep.


    Rejo woke up hungry, clutching her stomach as she opened her eyes. She reached for the


    bedsidemp but missed, nearly tumbling off the bed. Fortunately, a hand grabbed her arm and


    prevented a potentially disfiguring ident. Who was behind her?


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    Rejo whipped her head around, her body tensing up, only to see Jason''s annoying face. Her


    thoughts raced as memories flooded her mind, sending her into a sour mood. After regaining her


    bnce, she kicked Jason away and slowly climbed out of bed.


    "What do you want to do?"


    "Eat something!" Rejo was startled by her sore throat and felt like she was asking for trouble.


    Having cried until her throat was raw, she didn''t receive any sympathy or support. What a pathetic


    woman!


    Jason silently watched as Rejo headed for the door, holding her stomach. As she was about to


    leave, he spoke, "Bring some for me!"


    Rejo stopped, turned around, and looked at Jason, "What do you want to eat?"


    Jason frowned. "Anything!"


    "Okay."


    After Rejo went downstairs, Jason tossed and turned in bed and finally sat up. In the darkness,


    he hadn''t seen Rejo''s expression just now, but he could sense that something was amiss. While


    there had been nothing wrong with her behavior or voice, this, in and of itself, was the issue.


    Given Rejo''s temper, she should have found a way to maintain her pride. How could she be so


    obedient and do whatever he asked? This was just not logical.


    Jason was so restless that he jumped out of bed and went down to observe her.


    It was 2 am when the servants were off duty. Being just a guest, Rejo didn''t want to bother


    anyone, afraid to be gossiped about.


    She went to the kitchen in search of food, but the Sterlings had a "good" habit of not leaving any


    leftovers. What should she do now?


    Rejo felt a sharp pain in her stomach, causing her to bend over. She clutched her belly and broke


    out in a cold sweat.


    "What''s wrong?" Jason hurried over to Rejo and held her in his arms. "Tell me where it hurts. Let


    me take you to see Dr. Auther!"


    Had she been hurt on the ship? He should have taken her for a full-body check-up.


    "No, it''s a just stomachache due to hunger. I''ll feel better after eating something." Rejo tugged at


    Jason''s cor, stopping him from carrying her to see the doctor. It was not a big deal, after all.


    "I remember you never had a problem with stomachaches before. It''s not normal for a big eater like


    you to ache after skipping just two meals. Let Dr. Auther check you out."


    Jason insisted.


    "It''s a problem I''ve developed in recent years. There was a time when I did an odd job in a clothing


    shop. I often missed meals, and eventually, I developed this problem where my stomach hurts when


    I''m very hungry. It''ll be fine as long as I eat something. Put me down."


    Jason looked down at Rejo. "Didn''t I give you a lot of money? Was it necessary for you to work


    for a living?"