Ethan looked colder as his tone reduced in warmth too. “My patience is limited. If I really wanted to do something to you, I would have done it in the car, and you wouldn’t have been able to resist anyway. ”
Tiffany knew that it was futile to keep this up, so she gritted her teeth and got out of the car to follow him into the house.
The house maintained its old look. Nothing was changed. The interior and furniture all held her memories. Ethan had played his cards well, knowing that Tiffany could relax the most when being here. This was also why he had brought her here.
The nanny had already served the dishes on the table. Smelling the aroma of dinner, Tiffany was dazed for a moment, as if she had gone back to the past where her family of three lived happily. It was this man in front of her that caused her to become what she was now, yet in the end, he was taking her back here as the owner of the house. Did he want her to feel touched or agonized? Whatever it was, it was laced with a sense of mocking.
Ethan had an arm behind her as he brought her to the dining table. It was not like she did not want to break free. Ethan had pinned her down with too much force. She could not even escape his grasp.
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