She had thought that since Damian didn’t value Claudine, and she herself had worked at the Barrette’s mansion for so long, she could act like an elder without consequence.
Besides, in the past, Claudine had never said anything when she acted this way, but today…
Seeing Claudine about to enter the bedroom, Angie hurried to catch up.
“Mrs. Barrette, I know I was wrong. I won’t speak out of turn again. Please, for the sake of all my years at the Barret- te’s mansion, don’t fire me!”
At her age, if she left the Barrette’s mansion, she would never find such good conditions again.
Claudine walked into the bedroom.
“Get the guest room ready and move Mr. Barrette’s things there.”
Angie instinctively wanted to protest, but when she looked up and saw Claudine’s face, she swallowed her words.
Evening.
Damian finished his dinner engagement and returned to Belmont Villas very late.
As he entered the house and saw the high heels at the entrance, a smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.
“Mr. Barrette, would you like me to prepare some soup to help you sober up?”
Angie took Damian’s coat and spoke.
“No need.”
Damian tugged at his tie with one hand and headed upstairs.
“Is Mrs. Barrette in her room?”
Angie replied, “Mrs. Barrette is in the study.”
Damian had already reached the bedroom door. Hearing this, he glanced at the study at the end of the hallway and turned to walk in that direction.
Claudine’s thesis was almost ready. Adriana was very satisfied with the first draft, and only a few details needed to be
revised.
Claudine was very confident about this doctoral entrance exam.
Recently, she had turned down quite a few auction jobs, and even when Rachelle wanted to introduce her to the auc- tion house’s investors, she declined.
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Claudine knew in her heart that her current success as an auctioneer was entirely due to her natural talent.
But if she wanted to become a top international auctioneer, she needed a solid professional foundation.
She couldn’t burn herself out, she needed time to settle and grow.
Damian didn’t knock and walked straight into the study.
Claudine was checking some data and didn’t notice anyone come in.
Under the light, her already delicate face looked even more exquisite behind those silver–rimmed glasses.
Fueled by alcohol, the most primal urges surged within the man.
But he was not a man who acted rashly,
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Damian sat down on the sofà, about two or three meters away. The intoxication blurred his vision, as if a veil had been drawn over everything before him.
His gaze fell on her face. He sat with noble composure, but the occasional movement of his Adam’s apple betrayed his agitation.
There was a faint, elusive fragrance in the room–a scent Damian knew well.
It wasn’t perfume or any fragrance; it was a scent unique to Claudine.
He had always liked it.
Claudine only realized Damian had come in when she caught the smell of alcohol.
She frowned.
“What are you doing here?”
Damian lit a cigarette. Perhaps the tobacco was too strong, for when he spoke, his voice was a little hoarse.
“Still working on your thesis? Didn’t I tell you not to apply for the doctorate?”
Claudine ignored him. After saving her document, she got up to return to her room and rest.
As she passed the sofa, Damian reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her into his arms.
“Abt”
A sharp pain shot through Claudine’s wrist again.
“Did I hurt you?”
Damian glanced at Claudine’s wrist. The once fair skin was now bruised and purple.
He had been too rough with her at noon.
“Sorry…”
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Claudine had no idea what Damian was up to again. She pulled her hand back, trying to get up and leave.
But the man’s large hand held her waist tightly.
“Let me go!”
Claudine tried to break free.
She was wearing a silk dress, her slender waist barely a handful.
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The man’s big hand gripped her slim waist, and with a little force, the woman in his arms suddenly fell forward, her dewy lips just inches from his.
Damian’s heart was in turmoil…
Claudine and Damian had been married for five years, and at this moment, she knew exactly what Damian wanted to do.
Moreover, the sensation beneath her was also reminding her.
In the past, whenever Damian lost control with her like this, she would have been delighted.
But now, all she felt was disgust.
What did this man take her for!
She suddenly pushed the man away and got up, putting distance between them.
Just a second ago, Damian had been lost in the bliss before him, but in the next, he was pushed away and fell awk- wardly onto the sofa.
The look of disgust in Claudine’s eyes sobered him instantly.
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