"Hurry!” Evelyn scoffed, her fingers ready to break the necklace.
Meanwhile, Circe could not stand it anymore.
"Evelyn, that's enough," she said softly.
Although Darryl did turn her down twice and ran away from the villa, perhaps he really did have his reasons.
Evelyn was determined. She shook her head, "Circe, don't feel bad for men like him."
Evelyn smiled as she watched Darryl try so hard to contain his anger. "What now? Do you want to fight m e? I’ll give you three seconds to wash my feet, or you'll never see the Heart of the Ocean ever again."
"Three!" She called out in a cold tone.
"Two!" 1
Darryl remained silent, his body trembling as he fought hard to restrain his anger. If he did not give in, Dax's life would be ruined. If Dax died because of this, he would spend the rest of his life living with guilt. Darryl gritted his teeth and walked toward Evelyn. Under the gaze of all the ladies, he knelt in front of Evelyn and gently took off her shoes. 1
Her feet were fair and clean; they did not need any washing. She only wanted to humiliate him. With his
teeth gritted, he placed her feet into the bowl of warm water. He did not want to trigger her further, so he kept the movement gentle without showing any of his anger. He washed her feet with full concentration.
Meanwhile, the ladies broke out in laughter, and some of them even took out their phones to record Darryl as if it was breaking news.
He knew that Dax was unlikely to wake up ever again after being asleep for so long. Yet. he did not want to leave him. He wanted to stay and wait till he woke up, even if the chances were slim. After a while, Darryl could no longer fight back his fatigue and fell asleep leaning on the wall outside the door.
He was roused awake when he felt someone tapping his shoulder. At first, he thought it was Dax, and he opened his eyes in anticipation, he saw it was Nancy instead.
She was dressed in her nightgown, and her body was alluring.
"Darryl, you don’t have to wait," Nancy said gently." Dax probably won't wake up anymore."
"I'm not sleepy. I’ll wait for a little longer," Darryl shook his head as he spoke with a hoarse voice.
Since he insisted, Nancy nodded and brought him a blanket before returning to her bedroom.
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