Madam, the CEO Regrets It (Abby and Jason)

Chapter 5

Jason's whole body exuded cold air. They were only a few centimeters apart, and Abby was instantly

awake. Facing the man's gaze, she didn't know where to look at.

Suddenly Jason's hand pinched her chin, and Abby was forced to look up at him with panic.

"Jason, why are you back?"

"I come back when I want to. Do I have to report it to you?" Jason knelt down on the bed and pressed

on Abby regardless of her resistance. He used a lot of strength to grab Abby's wrist without any pity.

He felt the woman in his arms became stiff from relaxed. Abbytried her best to resist but was finally

suppressed by his legs.

Abby was in a panic. She had never seen Jason like a wolf trying to tear her apart and swallow her.

She was very afraid of him like this. The gentle and reserved Jason in her memory was gradually

fading away.

She subconsciously began to beg for mercy: "Jason, it hurts…"

"Abby, you really make me sick. Both your face and body make me disgust ." A woman like Abby didn't

deserve to be treated well. It seemed that patience was superfluous.

Abby's body was stiff. She bit her lower lip tightly. Her face looked like old paper in the dim light, without

a trace of blood.

She should have been used to Jason's insults for a long time, but she didn't know why her heart was

still so painful, like being ravagi in the palm of a hand and being crushed into pieces.

Jason seldom came back. He treated her as a whore. When he came back, she had to lie down and This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

'fulfill' her wife's obligations ."

Today, Mia was injured. He should have been in the hospital with his sweetheart, but now he appeared

in her bedroom in the middle of the night….Abby thought about it for a while and figured it out. He

probably had a quarrel with Mia, otherwise how could he come to her?

But she was not in the mood to face him. Abby pushed away the man's strong chest and planned to

escape. When she straightened up, the long hair on the back of her head was pulled from behind.

"Ah…" Abby uttered a painful chant and leaned back, "Jason, it's too late today. I don't want to have

sex with you…"

She didn't know how this sentence offended him. Jason's gloomy face was especially terrible under the

light and shadow. He grabbed Abby's hand and forced her face on the pillow.

"Abby, why are you pretending to be pure? I know whether you want it ir not. You threatened me to get

married, and now you pretend to be conservative?"

His words hurt her … Abby's breath was trembling. She stared at the ceiling, while her eyes were flled

with tears that was going to fall down on the pillows next second.

This was the person she loved. He hurt her all over with the most vicious words.

Jason looked at her wet eyes, but then tore off the tie on his neck and tied Abby's hand to the bed.

Abby resisted the pain of stomach cancer. The tip of her tongue was against her teeth, while she was

repressing her voice and trying her best to swallow the bloody smell in her throat, which making her

inconsolable.

Jason looked at the woman like a cat curled up in the quilt, she shivered slightly and looked pitiful.

Jason never took her seriously. Abby was always in good health. It was common for her to work

overtime all night and went to work on time the next day. It seemed that he never saw her sick since he

had been with her for so long.

Her long hair was messy on the bed, her back was very thin, and her shoulder blades were like a

butterfly about to spread wings when she bent her body.

He couldn't help reaching out to touch it. As soon as his fingertips touched it, the woman seemed to be

frightened and suddenly dodged. A trace of unpleasantness flashed in Jason's eyes.

"You used to be like a dead fish, you want to play hard-to-get today? But it's no use!" Jason's rage

arose for no reason, which was so strange that even he didn't know how to put it out.

He didn't want to admit that Abby brought him this emotion, so he could only think about Mia. When he

thought of what Mia said to him in the hospital and asked him when he will divorce Abby, his mood

suddenly darkened.

Jason clenched his back teeth. What was Abby worth he arguing with Mia?

Abby hugged herself like a tortoise in a retracted shell, showing her self-protection. She felt so cold.

She turned on the air conditioner and covered the quilt, but she still couldn't resist the cold.

It seemed that there was a cut in the heart. The wound was infected and rotten.

She had always been able to bear the pain, but this time she really couldn't help it. Once the thought of

divorce got into her heart, it would spread wildly.

When she had some strength, she would talk about the divorce with Jason. She was dying and didn't

want to please him anymore.

When Abby was in a coma, he heard Jason finish his last sentence.

"If you didn't have the same blood type as Mia's, do you think I will come to you now? But you will soon

be useless."

……..

When Abby woke up, Jason had left. She braced herself weakly, and the quilt fell from her to reveal the

hideous wounds on her neck and shoulders.

Abby got out of bed, when she just landed on the ground with her feet, she was dizzy and she plunged

into a brief darkness. Abby stumbled into the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror.

Every one seeing her wounds would feel very pitiful. Abby was no exception. She felt sorry for herself.

Her heart was full of Jason. She had been trying to please him for four years, but in the end she had to

divorce him.

Love is not something that you can gain after you pay a lot in this world.

She was standing in front of the sink and washing her face and brushing her teeth. Her sore throat

became more and more painful after crying last night. As her throat became stressed when she

brushed her teeth, she couldn't help but retch, spitting the toothpaste foam with blood .

Abby had been so adaptable that she could even get used to spitting blood. She turned on the tap to

wash the blood foam in the sink.

After cleaning up, it was past 7:30 but she didn't want eat anything. When she thought about the ill

stomach, she still drank a cup of milk.

After arriving at her company, Abby processed the documents and looked at Sunny Group's profits in

recent months. The data were declining and Abby knew that Sunny Group was on the decline.

Abby had already known about Jason's secretly suppressing the Sunny Group. In order to retaliate

against her, he was unscrupulous.

Jason had always been a revengeful man and very decisive in business. In just a few years, Sunny

Group that used to be the leader of A City, had been dragged down from the top by him.

She couldn't win him…

She would never learn Jason's sharp means.

After processing some documents, Abby leaned back on the her chair and took a sip of the cold

coffee,making bitterness of the coffee slowly dissipate the blood smell in her throat.

Abby stood up and came to the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the tall buildings in front of her, it

was time to do something before she died.

But who would manage the company after her death.

Her father? Or her brother? These two people were good-for-nothing. She was afraid that if she

handed over the Sunny Group to them, it would go bankrupt in a few years.

After thinking about it, Abby found out that the most suitable person to take over Sunny Group was her

legal husband, Jason, who had been wanting Sunny Group to go bankrupt.

Abby frowned and her gloomy eyes looking outside like a drop of ink. She raised her left hand and

stuck it on the cold window. Her fingertips were cold and white, and her fingers beat the glass regularly.

The office was very quiet, which made the slight knock very clear. Abby had a rare time to empty her

mind, she liked to be in a daze do some meditation for a while. It seemed that only in this way could

she forget the pain brought by reality for a short time.

The mobile phone on the desk suddenly vibrated. Abby looked back and saw the word "father" on the

screen three meters away.

Father should be one of the closest words in the world, but it was just a cold title for Abby. She walked

over to answer the phone.

"Abby, transfer 2 million yuan to my account." Carl Sunny had a deep voice and a cold tone.

Abby held her cell phone tightly: "Dad, are you just calling me for money?"

Carl was a little impatient: "it's natural for a daughter to give her father money. If you were not in charge

of the Sunny Group, Do you think I will ask you for money? If you don't want to give me money, you can

transfer the shares of the Sunny Group to me."

Abby pondered over the word "daughter" carefully. It was hard for her father to remember that she was

his daughter, not a ATM.

He remembered that she was his daughter, but why did he never care about her? She didn't expect

how well Carl treated her. As long as he usually ask her a few questions, like had you eaten? How was

your health recently? Were you tired from work… She would be easily satisfied..

"Do you hear me?" Carl yelled in the mobile phone.

Abby suppressed her emotions: "didn't I just transfer a million dollars to you last week? It's only a few

days. You ran out of it?"

"That little money can't do anything." Carl was a little guilty, but when he thought that Abby was in

charge of this huge company, and earned millions of dollars a day, he had some confidence in his

heart.

"Transfer the money quickly, or I'll go directly to your company to ask for it. At that time, you will lose

your face."

"I can give you money, but you have to tell me what will you do using the money." 2 million was not a

small sum.

Seeing Abby had compromised, Carl also lowered his tone: "Recently, I found an investment project,

which was in short of 2 million dollars. I won't ask for money from you when I make money."