Chapter 261 I Will Never Hate You

Nancy's heart was pounding. She always felt nervous whenever she was alone with Morrison, a nervousness that was inexplicable, perhaps because of his overwhelming presence.

Nancy clenched her fist and walked up to Morrison. "Sir!"

Morrison placed his large hand on Nancy's waist, pulled her into his arms, and made her sit on his lap.

Nancy instinctively wrapped her arms around Morrison's neck to steady herself.

Morrison tightened his arms, pressing Nancy's body close to his, and stroked Nancy's cheek with his other hand, the calluses on his fingers scratching her.

Nancy dared not utter a sound, letting Morrison's hands touch and pinch her face.

"I've gained weight!"

Nancy couldn't tell whether Morrison was happy or unhappy; his thoughts were always hard to fathom.

"The food in China is delicious!"

Morrison gave a curt "hmm," and said, "Then I'll find a Chinese chef to cook for you from now on."

Nancy breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed she didn't need to lose weight anymore and could continue eating her fill.

Morrison's fingers slid down Nancy's cheek to her neck and unbuttoned her blouse.

Nancy didn't dare to stop her. She felt the blood in her heart being squeezed into her head, and her whole face felt swollen. She touched her face and it was hot; it must have turned red.

Morrison's eyes lit up with a smile; he was very pleased with Nancy's reaction.

He had already unbuttoned all the buttons, and his hand, which was on Nancy's waist, slid upwards to unbutton her bra.

"Why isn't there any flesh growing here?" Morrison's large hand reached into his underwear and kneaded it forcefully.

Nancy bit her lower lip, unsure how to explain. This wasn't what she wanted either. She hadn't been getting enough nutrition since childhood, and after puberty she had always worn a corset, so it was no wonder she couldn't grow up.

Thinking of Chu Rou's words, she whispered, "It should get a little bigger later."

Morrison suddenly kissed Nancy's lips, and Nancy opened her lips to meet his kiss, waiting for the kiss to happen.

Morrison's kiss was extremely domineering, his tongue probing into Nancy's mouth, wantonly scooping up her saliva, making Nancy a little breathless.

Morrison released Nancy just as she was about to suffocate.

He stroked Nancy's lips. "You're an adult now."

Nancy tensed up for a moment, then quickly relaxed.

Morrison doesn't touch minors; everyone in the circle knows that. Five years ago, he happened to visit Dream Creek Manor and noticed Nancy.

Thirteen-year-old Nancy was already incredibly beautiful and had the ability to arouse men's desires. William had high hopes for her and had long regarded her as a cash cow, someone he could send away at any time to make money.

Morrison was the first person William invited. Although he knew that William didn't like to touch minors, Nancy was already nearly 1.7 meters tall, so lying about her age wasn't a problem.

Morrison was indeed interested in Nancy, and he lifted her chin to ask her age.

Under William's warning gaze, Nancy revealed her real age.

Just when William thought it was hopeless, Morrison said he could wait five years and asked William to protect Nancy, as he wanted a complete Nancy.

Morrison said she didn't want anyone else to see her like this, so she made Nancy cut her long hair short, wear men's clothing, change her voice, and become a boy.

So Nancy disguised herself as a man for five years, only speaking in her natural voice and dressing as a woman in front of Morrison.

She's an adult now, and Morrison is going to sleep with her.

Nancy bravely met Morrison's gaze, and she saw restraint in his eyes; tonight, there was no escaping it.

It didn't matter whether she escaped or not; her fate was already in this man's hands, and this day would come sooner or later.

“Sir, could you do me a favor?” Nancy wanted to secure the best possible outcome.

Morrison's eyes turned cold. "Do you have the right to negotiate with me?"

“It’s not about negotiating terms,” Nancy said, startled by Morrison’s gaze. She leaned her head against his chest, avoiding his eyes. “I just hope you can help me.”

Morrison liked Nancy's docile demeanor and softened his tone, "What do you want me to help you with?"

Nancy thought things were going well, so she recounted the story between Mo Chi and William.

"Chu Rou saved me. If it weren't for her, I might never have seen you again. She took good care of me during my time in China, and I want to help her."

Morrison didn't speak, but his hands continued to roam over Nancy's body. After a long while, he slowly asked, "William is your father. What you're doing will cost him a lot of money."

"If he knew you did it, how do you think he would treat you? Is it worth it for a friend you've only known for a few days?"

“It’s worth it,” Nancy replied softly. “As for William, all he gave me besides life was pain and torment. If I could, I would rather the entire William family be destroyed. They don’t deserve to live as human beings.”

Morrison paused, "You hate them that much? Then do you hate me?"

“No,” Nancy looked up and stared directly into Morrison’s eyes, “I will never hate you. I am grateful to you for saving me from the wolf’s den. Without you, I might not exist anymore.”

Nancy was telling the truth; she would never accept a life like Laura's. She would rather die than give herself to one man after another.

Morrison scooped Nancy up his arms and carried her into the bathroom. "I promise you."

Nancy hugged Morrison's neck tightly. "Thank you, sir."

After a night of passion, Nancy's bones felt like they were about to fall apart, and her skin was covered in bruises.

Her skin was already sensitive and would turn red at the slightest touch. In addition, Morrison's movements were not gentle, leaving many marks on her body.

Nancy lay limp on the bed like a rag doll, unable to lift her legs, completely powerless.

Morrison, having eaten his fill, touched the prominent scars on Nancy's back. "How did you get these scars?"

Nancy barely opened her eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "It was when I first arrived at Dream Creek Manor that I was whipped for disobeying the rules."

Morrison's eyes darkened. "They really deserve to die."

Nancy closed her eyes again; she was so tired and sleepy!

But Morrison wasn't going to let her go. He calmed down, lifted one of Nancy's legs, and went back inside.

Nancy suddenly opened her eyes, her vision blurred with tears, and stammered, "Sir, I can't take it anymore, please let me go!"

The more she acted this way, the more Morrison wanted to take advantage of her. He lowered his head and sealed Nancy's lips with his, his hips thrusting rhythmically...

Nancy didn't know when Morrison stopped; she had long since lost consciousness. When she woke up again, it was already broad daylight, and no one was by her bedside.

Nancy felt sore all over. She found her phone, which was turned off. She turned it on and soon received a message.

It was a message from Chu Rou: 【Nancy, darling, you're amazing! I've already met up with Mo Chi.】

Nancy: "..."

So fast!