Trapped with the CEO

The lady doctor looked at Lola curling up on the bed. Although she covered herself with the blanket, she could assume what happened from her trembling body.

The doctor didn't know how to proceed. "Hello, " she said tentatively. "I'm a doctor. Please allow me to examine you."

She patted Lola gently. Lola felt cold all over. Even the blanket couldn't warm her.

"That's not necessary." Lola said, her faint voice muffled by the sheet. Simultaneously, the lounge door slammed open from the outside.

"Where is she?" Hearing the familiar voice, Lola burst into tears.

Harry came in and glanced at the doctor. The doctor gestured to Lola helplessly.

"She won't let me examine her." The doctor threw up her hands in surrender and was waved off by Harry.

Harry and Lola were left alone in the room. Studying the shivering woman hiding under the blanket, he felt overwhelmed with emotion.

After a couple of minutes, he gently pulled back the blanket. His face turned stormy at the sight of Lola half-naked under the military coat.

What happened to her?

He lifted her up gently and held her in his arms.

Lola left her arms hanging at her sides. She didn't know where to put them.

Harry's hug made her feel warm. But he didn't know how dirty she was after being molested by the men.

Abruptly, she desperately pushed Harry away.

Not expecting the movement, Harry was pushed a few steps back. Looking at her crumpling face, he cautiously walked over.

"Calm down. I'm here." Harry wasn't angry. He took her in his arms again and straightened her messy hair.

Lola couldn't bear to push him away again and fell into his arms, crying bitterly.

Harry kept comforting her, making her feel much better.

"I'm dirty..." She whispered after a long time. At her words, Harry lifted her face and kissed her.

Lola pushed him away. She felt so filthy. How could she deserve such a decent man?

She covered herself with the blanket again. Harry pulled back the blanket and saw her trousers were intact.

He leaned closer and turned her face towards him, kissing her again.

"I don't care." He said softly in her ear.

Lola sneered, "You definitely don't care. You won't marry me in the future!" At that thought, she pushed Harry away and got up from bed.

Putting on Jordan's jacket, she said, "Damn it! I was molested! I'll pay a dozen hired men to make her suffer!" She stormed outside.

Harry heard her muttering and frowned. She seemed to know who was responsible for this.

"Who did this to you?" Harry asked.

Lola rested her hand on the doorknob, "If I said it was Yolanda, would you believe me?"

Harry's silence was very telling. She scoffed. She knew he wouldn't believe her.

She slammed the door in fury. Harry called Joey for updates. "How is it?"

Joey was still at the crossroad. The scene was horrible. The men's eyes were gouged out. "It's quite upsetting here. The situation's a bit tricky. A dozen of Jordan's men gouged their eyes out, beat them to a pulp, and left. Before they were taken to the police station, they confessed that Sara had ordered them..."

... Sara! Why did Lola say it was Yolanda?

Lola closed the door of the lounge. Jordan was smoking outside. As she stepped out, he glanced at her.

She had calmed herself down. Harry was a great help.

"Jordan, I want to go home." She wanted to take a shower to wash her body clean.

Exiting the lounge, Harry offered, "Let me drive her home."

He had to convince her that Yolanda was not as vicious as she believed.

"Jordan, I don't want him to drive me home!" Smoking calmly in his seat, Jordan looked at his stubborn sister. Harry didn't say anything else.

Harry took Lola's wrist and walked outside. When Lola squirmed out of his grasp, he lifted her up and walked away.

...

Lola ducked her face to Harry's chest. Although it was very late, there were still many soldiers on duty.

She didn't want to lose face. In fact, the soldiers on duty were curiously watching them. The colonel took a woman in earlier. Why was another man taking her out?

Although they were confused, they stood upright on duty and acted as if they saw nothing.

Thrusting Lola into the passenger seat, Harry slammed the door.

"Harry, why did you slam the door? Stop being so arrogant! I'd rather walk back than take a ride in your car!" Lola felt mistreated. Since Yolanda appeared, she had suffered a lot.

She moved to open the door, but Harry grabbed her wrist. "Stay still!"

Judging from his tone, he was also angry. This made her furious.

"Why should I do as you say? Let me go!"

Lola leaned on his arm and bit it angrily. Although it hurt, he kept his grip firm.

After biting his arm three times, she still hadn't worked off her anger, and she glared at him.

"Are you satisfied now?" Harry looked at her coldly. The marks on his arm were turning blue, but he ignored them.

Looking at the three obvious bite marks on his arm, Lola eventually calmed down.

She turned her head to the window and didn't look at him.

Fastening the seatbelt, Harry started up the car.

It was very quiet in the car. Harry drove smoothly. Exhausted, Lola closed her eyes and leaned back in her seat.

"I called Joey just now. They've been put in prison. They confessed that Sara gave them orders…"

Lola interrupted him angrily, "Enough! Harry, I saw her clear at day! It was obviously Yolanda..."

"Lola, do you have any misunderstandings about her? She's not a bad person!" They began to quarrel again. Harry still didn't believe her.

Lola unfastened the seatbelt. "Harry, if you don't stop, I will jump from here!"

Harry stopped the Maybach immediately. Lola opened the door and got off.

Unfastening his seatbelt, Harry caught up with her and hoisted her on his shoulder roughly. Despite her struggles, he opened the door of the back seat. He got in after shoving her inside.

"Let me go! If you dare touch me, I will sue you!" Lola pushed Harry hard, but he didn't move.

Harry pulled her arms, "I'll just do it anyway!"

"Harry, several men molested me tonight. Don't you find me filthy?" The tension left her body, but Lola scowled at Harry.

Surely, he couldn't let the men go. It wasn't enough to gouge their eyes out. They would only learn their lesson after they lose both their arms and legs!