"You're afraid of pain now?"
Adrian Desmond sneered coldly, but he didn't strike her. He thought for a moment, then tossed aside the iron rod and picked up a wooden baseball bat. Just as he was about to bring it down on her, he looked at her small frame. Considering his own strength, one blow like that, and she might lose half her life.
Adrian tossed away the baseball bat, searched the room, and found a jacket. He rolled it up and began to strike Sienna Johnson ruthlessly.
"Shaw Charles was right. I've been too lenient with you; that's why you've grown so audacious."
In Abyanabad, a country that practiced polygamy, women's status was low, and men hitting their wives was a common occurrence. Where Sienna Johnson came from, this would be considered domestic violence, and the man could be sued!
Sienna hadn't expected Adrian to actually hit a woman. Disappointment and sorrow washed over her. She had misjudged him. This man was definitely not her soulmate.
