The Wrong Woman
Chapter 323

Oliver stood with his hands in his pockets. His smile was gentle, but his gaze was sinister. His demeanor could send shivers down anyone's spine.

Mila remained motionless. She calmly stared at him.

Oliver walked toward her, then sat on the edge of the bed. With one hand supporting him, he leaned on the bed, slowly approaching her. His other hand gently caressed her cheek.

His hand moved very slowly down from her face, gently tracing the contour of her neck. It continued to her shoulder, almost reaching her chest.

Mila felt her stomach in knots. She felt nauseous and had the urge to vomit. She was overwhelmed with disgust, as if she was about to fall apart. However, she showed no reaction, only staring at Oliver with an indifferent gaze.

Mila's indifference struck Oliver. His hands stopped just beneath her collarbone for a moment. "Aren't you afraid of me?" he asked with a fierce gaze. Mila was gagged with a piece of cloth. She was unable to speak or give any response.

Oliver was obviously a pervert. He would only become more turned on if she showed fear or resistance.

Oliver murmured, "Do you know why I've imprisoned you?"

"Imprisoned?" Mila panicked at his words. She thought it was just a kidnapping. She didn't expect it to be imprisonment.

Seeing Mila still not giving any reaction, Oliver removed the cloth from her mouth.

Mila breathed a sigh of relief as the painful stiffness in her mouth instantly eased. Still, she remained silent. She refused to cry, fuss, or speak. Oliver sneered, "You can scream for help now."

Mila didn't do anything foolish. Instead, she calmly replied, "Why did you imprison me?"

After that, Oliver's hand moved from her collarbone to her fair and delicate cheek. He asked back gently, "I proposed to you. Why did you reject me?"

Mila responded, "I've lost my memory. I've forgotten our past, and I still feel quite unfamiliar with you. How can I accept a stranger?"

Oliver chuckled. His fingers gently weaved through her long hair, then caressed her head. He said in a menacing tone, "Have you really lost your memory?"

"It's true that I've lost my memory," Mila replied. She was so nervous that it caused her scalp to tingle with pins and needles.

She had seen the extent of Oliver's terror. She couldn't bear to imagine what unforeseen events might befall her next. All she could do now was to keep her emotions stable and stall for time.

"Why did you move into Hoffis Manor?" Oliver's tone was serious as he narrowed his eyes. "Don't try to lie. I'm not as naive as Sally."

Mila took a deep breath. She pondered for a moment before responding, "I still have feelings for Nathan. I moved into Hoffis Manor to monitor Sally because I want to ruin her wedding with Nathan."

Oliver sneered.

Mila felt his sinister amusement, sending shivers down her spine.

Oliver tapped her cheek lightly and said, "I don't believe a single word of it."

Mila pretended to remain calm. She said, "That's the truth. If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do. What do you want from me?"

Oliver smirked sinisterly. He leaned over the bed, supporting himself with both hands and kissed her.

Mila was terrified. She turned her head away as tears welled up in her eyes. She shouted angrily, "Don't touch me!"

Then, Oliver kissed her cheek.

At first, he hesitated. After that, he became enraged. He grabbed Mila's face and forced her head to turn toward him.

His gaze was menacing. He gnashed his teeth as he said, "Listen to me carefully. From today onward, you belong to me. Whether you like it or not, your body, your heart, everything about you, belongs to me."

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