Contract Marriage With The Disabled CEO

Chapter 112 If That’s What You Want, Then Don’t Blame Me
“Look, little beauty, your posture is so provocative. Who are you trying to
seduce?”
Betty’s heart thumped, and she quickly raised her head, only to see a man in a
flowery shirt, who looked like a ruffian, squinting at her lustfully with a pair of
small
eyes.
Betty immediately stopped caring about her phone. She staggered to her feet,
turned around, and was about to leave.
Unexpectedly, the man grabbed her wrist and held her in his arms.
“Wait, little beauty, why are you running? Your phone is still with me.”
When Betty felt that the male was currently touching her body, she felt disgusted
to the point where she felt like vomiting!
But her body couldn’t help shivering and
getting hotter and hotter. The man had been fooling around all day, so he soon
understood the situation of Betty, so his little
eyes showed an extremely excited
expression. “Oh, little girl, you’ve been drugged? How uncomfortable would that
be? Why don’t you let me help you?”
As he spoke, his hands moved to Betty’s

slender waist.
Betty was so scared that she wanted to
scream.
Hell No!
Absolutely not!
The disgusting thing that happened two years ago must never happen again!
Thinking of this, she wanted to push the man away, but the man’s hand was so
strong that she couldn’t break free. She could only watch as the man’s hand
was about to land on her
soft chest!
She was just about to collapse when...
Something seemed to have suddenly fallen from a distance.
In the next second.
A crash was heard.
Something directly exploded on the man’s forehead. Betty only saw the man’s
originally vulgar smile suddenly freeze, and blood slowly flowed down his
forehead.
Everything happened so fast that Betty didn’t have time to react. She watched
the man before her fall to the ground with bloodied vase fragments beside him.
Betty raised her eyes in panic and saw a tall figure standing at the end of the

corridor with his hands in front of him. He had just thrown out something.
With just a glance, Betty recognized the figure. In an instant, tears blurred her
vision.
It was Kerwin...
It was Kerwin who had come to save her.
Before she could recover from her shock, Kerwin quickly walked toward her.
Yes, Kerwin was walking, not in a
wheelchair, but a crowded place like the KTV.
He was walking straight toward her.
Kerwin quickly walked to Betty’s side and
stood still. His handsome face was a bit pale.
He hugged Betty, stared fixedly at her
tear-stained face, and asked in a low voice,
“Betty, are you alright?”
Only then did Betty suddenly realize
something. Looking at Kerwin, standing in
front of her, she said in a low voice in a
panic, “Kerwin, why did you stand up? Where is your wheelchair?”
They were at a KTV! So many people were
watching. If others recognized Kerwin and

heard about it, wouldn’t all of Kerwin’s
hard-earned efforts be in vain?
As Betty spoke, she raised her head and saw
Peter Hill rushing over in a panic from the end of the corridor. He was pushing a
wheelchair in his hand. Kerwin had run too
fast earlier, and Peter could not keep up.
Compared to Betty’s panic, Kerwin was not
in the mood to care about this. He looked at
Betty’s unnatural blush and the high
temperature in her arms and suddenly understood something. “Betty, were you
drugged?”
Betty was originally worried about Kerwin and did not pay attention to her own
body.
However, when Kerwin said this, she realized
that her body temperature had risen even
higher, as if a ball of fire was constantly
swimming in her body as Kerwin hugged her.
She wanted to say something, but before she
could say it, it turned out to be a soft
murmur. She was a little scared by the charm

in her tone.
At this time, Peter panted and pushed the
wheelchair to Kerwin’s side. He looked
around in a panic, ensuring no one saw Kerwin. Then he hurriedly lowered his
voice
and said, “Mr. Martin, sit down quickly.”
However, Kerwin acted as if he didn’t hear
him. He suddenly bent down and picked Betty up horizontally!
“Mr. Martin, what are you...
Peter was so scared that he wanted to ask.
Still, Kerwin had already held Betty in his arms and quickly walked out,
whispering,
“Book a room in the hotel next door for me
immediately!”
Kerwin brought Betty to the hotel suite as fast as he could. He didn’t even pay
attention
to the outside world as a few people on the
road were pointing at him.
When he arrived at the hotel room, he threw
Betty into the bathtub without saying a word

and turned on the cold water. The water
swooshed. Kerwin rushed while saying
sternly, “Betty, wake up quickly.”
Cold water immediately doused the heat on
Betty’s skin, but it couldn’t extinguish her body’s flame.
On the contrary, the cold outside and the heat inside made her extremely
uncomfortable.
She curled up in the bathtub in pain and
struggled to say, “It hurts... hurts...”
Looking at Betty’s pained expression, Kerwin felt like his heart had been
stabbed.
At the same time, he also noticed several
wounds on Betty’s body that had yet to heal. Once soaked in water, the gauze
would melt.
Not only that, but Kerwin also quickly noticed that the knockout drug on Betty’s
body was quite powerful. No matter how he poured cold water on her, the flush
on Betty’s face did not fade. Moreover, as time went by, the drug’s effect
became stronger. Her crimson face showed a sick and painful
look.
Dammit!

Who could it be?
Who had used such a powerful medicine?
Kerwin couldn’t bear to see Betty in such
pain. He immediately pulled her out of the
bathtub, peeled off the wet clothes on her body, quickly dried them, and carried
her
back to the bed in the room.
He turned on the air conditioner in the room to the lowest temperature, but
Betty’s body was still scorching hot.
Betty felt increasingly uncomfortable as if countless ants were constantly biting
her
bones.
In a trance of pain, there was only the tall
figure of Kerwin in front of her, who was like
her lifesaver.
She didn’t have the strength to think at all. She just reached out and grabbed
his arm. She muttered in a low and painful voice,
“Kerwin, save me... I feel so
uncomfortable...”
Betty had no idea how hoarse and soft her

voice was when she spoke. It was simply challenging Kerwin’s limits.
That wasn’t all. Betty’s body was clean and
glossy. As she lay on the bedding, her hair
was wet and scattered across her small
crimson face. It was as if she had pushed
Kerwin to the edge of rationality!
Dammit!
Seeing Betty in such pain, Kerwin finally made his decision. He lowered his
head and looked at Betty with downcast eyes.
“Betty,” he said in a low voice, slowly pulling off his tie and unbuttoning it. “You
asked for it yourself. Don’t blame me.”