My Husband, Warm The Bed

"Master, we have found the information you want." Stanley handed some documents onto the man's desk respectfully. He stepped back and said, "Everything you need to know about Miss Turner is here." "Okay." The man nodded and didn't speak more. He reached out to slip through the documents. When he stumbled upon something on the document, he frowned even more.

"Master..." Watching the man frown, Stanley felt a little uneasy and asked carefully, "Master, is there any problem?"

"No, you can go now." The man waved his hand.

"Okay..." Just as he was about to leave, Stanley remembered another thing. "Master, that person wants to see you. Do you want to see him?"

"No." The man declined without hesitation. There were many people who wanted to see him. No one was special enough that he needed to meet them.

Stanley paused and said, "That person originally wanted to sell Miss Turner to Master Onyx so that she could become a prostitute. He didn't expect that you would take her away. They were very angry, but they didn't dare to act rashly because of your influence."

The man closed the documents, and he tapped his fingers against the documents, "Spread the word. I bought Miss Turner away with my own money. She belongs to me. Whoever's brave enough to come nea her would be declaring war with me."

Stanley didn't agree with the man's response and persuaded him, "Master, that person is born and bred in Madison City, and has connections with local forces and officials. It is best if we could get him on our side. Why should we put a stumbling block on our way forward?" Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Really?" He responded really briefly, but it showed the absolute authority of the man. Even Stanley, who had been working for him for three years, couldn't help but to shudder quietly.

Having been with his Master for three years, Stanley didn't know him very well, but he knew that no one could change his mind.

Stanley nodded and said, "Yes, I'll follow what you said." "Let Simon in."

"Butler Banks, he..."

"What happened to him?"

"He... he seems to have gone to the villa next door."

"Get him out of there right now."

"Yes... I'll call him right now."

Silvia put down her hand slowly. Could such a childish method work? Even if she managed to escape from him this time, what about the next time?

If Mr. Kyle really liked to abuse young girls, as the rumours suggested, she would never escape from his clutches because he had already spent a great deal of money to buy her. Rather than using these childish methods, it was a better plan to confront him. As the saying goes, if there's a will, then there's a way.

"What are you doing?"

Simon's voice suddenly echoed behind her, and Silver startled. How could Mr. Banks always appear and disappear like a ghost? If she were any less brave, she would probably be scared out of her wits. Looking at his skeptic gaze, Silvia shrugged lazily. "Well, what else can I be doing?"

Simon looked at her and judged her from head to toe. He thought that she was not easy to deal with. "I think you don't want to be free anymore."

"Yes, I want to be free." Silvia laughed and continued, "Butler Banks, I'll be heading upstairs and freshen up. I'll make sure that you are satisfied." Ring-ring-ring...

The phone suddenly rang.

"Butler Banks, your phone is ringing. Why don't you answer the call first?" Being stared at by Simon, Silvia was worried that she didn't know how to get away. The phone call came at the right time.

"Miss Turner, I hope you know who you are." Simon glared at her and picked up the phone. "What's the matter?"

Silvia could not hear the conversation but she saw that his expression did not look good. She took a few steps back so he wouldn't make her his punching bag later.

Soon, Simon hung up the phone and glared at her fiercely. "Freshen up then. I'll see you later." "Okay, I'm going. Butler Banks, take care. I won't see you off." As Simon left the place, Silvia breathed a sigh of relief.

But just as soon as she took a deep breath, she felt anxious again.

Her worst nightmare would approach her during the evening, and the old man was the enemy she was going to face.

Clang!

The glass smashed onto the wall and shattered into pieces.

Simon was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. "Young... Young Master, hear me out."

The man looked at Simon fiercely and said, "What could you explain?"

"Young Master, I just want to request that she could look after you. I don't have any other intention." Simon glanced at his Master quietly and said quickly, "Every time the pain relapsed, you did not take your medication. You might not care about your body, but I do."

"When you were 11 years old, I followed you and watched you grow up. You are my Master. In my opinion, you are also my family. I don't want you to torture yourself." As he continued, Simon's hands trembled "Master, your body belongs to you. If you don't love yourself, are you expecting Miss Karen Joy to?"

"Don't forget about the news we heard from Chatterton Town. She is going to marry that man next month. She will soon become someone else's wife. Back then, you chose to leave her and gave them your blessing. Why don't you let go of this?"

At that time, when his Master left, he only brought him along. He thought that the Master had let go of the matter and moved on, and he was happy for him. Who knew that he was actually still thinking about her?

As he spoke, Simon suddenly choked. "I know that you see Miss Karen Joy from this girl's appearance, so you want to take care of her and find the love that you yearned for. But, you have to understand that the girl you're looking at is Miss Turner, not Miss Karen Joy. You're just looking at a substitute."

He plucked up the courage to speak out the words that he hid to himself for the past 3 years. Simon closed his eyes as if he was ready to die.

However, he didn't hear any response from his Master after a long time. He opened his eyes quietly, only to find that his Master's face appeared to be as calm as the morning sun.

Simon felt even more anxious, "Master..."

"Are you done?" Jayden just said these three words indifferently, as if Simon was not talking about him.

"Young, Young Master..." Jayden's indifferent look made Simon feel surprised.

Jayden squinted slightly and looked directly at Simon in his eyes. "Simon, I'm going to just say this once. Whatever her name is, she's mine. If you dare to make a decision on your own, don't blame me for my next decision."

Jayden's words made Simon come to a realization.

Silvia might not be the person who could help him move on. But it was very likely that his Master would let himself in a whole new problem.