Chapter 24 Will you take care of me?The moment Shane's imposing figure stepped into the private room, Callie froze.
Her entire body stiffened.
Harrison stood up and greeted him respectfully, "President Robinson."
Shane's gaze moved lightly over Harrison's face and landed on Callie.
She usually went without makeup. Ever since he had known her, she had never worn any. Her daily attire was always modest and conservative; he had never seen her in a spaghetti strap dress before.
The vibrant red color made her skin look even more radiant and flushed.
Noticing that Callie hadn't moved, Harrison reached out and gave her a slight tug. "Stand up and greet him. This is President Robinson."
However, the moment Harrison's hand touched Callie’s arm, Shane's expression darkened. If not for his remaining sense of reason, he might have rushed over and pulled Callie away.
Callie stood up, her form-fitting dress underlining her curves perfectly.
She exuded an unexpected allure.
Shane lightly fluttered his eyelashes, a glint of light quickly disappearing from the depths of his eyes.
Callie felt a wave of nervousness wash over her. She had never expected that the person she was meeting would be Shane. Had she known, she would never have agreed.
She stammered, "P-President Robinson..."
Harrison with a smile, introduced her, "This is Miss Norris."
As soon as he finished speaking, he gestured for Callie to pull out a chair for Shane.
Callie clenched her hands, her palms covered with cold sweat. She couldn't understand why she was so afraid of Shane.
Maybe it was the constant humiliation he subjected her to, or perhaps it was the way he suppressed her, forcing her to tread carefully around him.
In any case, she was on edge.
She had to maintain a facade of not knowing him. Pulling out the chair, she said, "President Robinson."
Shane sat down, and just as Callie was about to leave, he grabbed her hand. It wasn't unusual for a beautiful woman to appear at a business negotiation table, after all.
Typically, those who come seeking favors are prepared for situations like this.
Women like her are naturally meant to be sacrificed.
Yet, she found herself in such a predicament.
His wife, Callie Norris, reduced to selling herself?
Ha.
Shane let out a cold laugh!
His grip on Callie's wrist was so tight, it felt like he might crush her bones, causing her to tremble in pain.
She desperately wanted to break free from Shane's grasp and run away, but doing so would surely draw Harrison's attention. She had no choice but to stay, forcing a smile and trying to flatter him.
Standing behind Shane, Henry glanced at Callie.
He thought to himself, what is this woman thinking?
If she shows her face like this and people find out she's Shane Robinson's wife, what will they think of Shane Robinson?
Would Shane's reputation survive?
Shane lifted his gaze to look at her, his dark eyes carrying a hint of coldness. He quickly shifted his gaze away and asked, knowing full well the answer, "President Jenkins, what do you mean by bringing a woman like this here?"
Harrison chuckled as he noticed Shane's interest in Callie. "She's a dance instructor at my wife's studio. I thought she could entertain us a bit."
"A dance instructor?" Shane was surprised. Wasn't she supposed to be a doctor?
Nowadays, it seemed like anyone could be a teacher.
"Yes, how about we let her perform a piece?" Harrison suggested with a smile.
Shane picked up a napkin from the table and wiped his hands, even though they weren't dirty. He just felt uneasy. Standing up, he said, "I prefer to enjoy it alone."
With that, he grabbed Callie by the wrist and told Henry, "I'll leave this to you."
Harrison quickly interjected, "About the investment..."
Shane had already looked into Harrison's company's research and was inclined to invest, but now...
He smirked arrogantly. "Let's see how Miss Norris performs."
The word "performs" was emphasized heavily.
Harrison wanted to say more, but Henry stopped him. "President Jenkins, let's discuss this between the two of us."
As Shane's assistant, naturally, I understood his thoughts.
Shane yanked Callie out of the restaurant and shoved her into the car. "Callie Norris, I really underestimated you. Is there anything shameless you can't do?"
That night, he had been utterly bewitched by this woman.
Never before had his will and emotions been so disturbed and confused by a woman, to the point where it affected his normal judgment and thinking.
He was furious that something had happened beyond his rational control.
He had never felt so embarrassed, unable to face someone.
He had been avoiding the villa lately, just to prevent a repeat of that night.
Who would have thought this woman would once again intrude into his sight?
And still in this manner!
Seeing her dressed so seductively, clearly to please men, made him want to strangle her.
If it hadn't been him who came today, would she be flaunting her charms in front of another man?
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. An uncontrollable rage surged through his mind, making it impossible to think clearly.
He just wanted to possess this woman!
His movements were so swift that Callie didn't even realize his intent. By the time she reacted, her soft lips were already covered by his.
"Mmm—"
She tried to struggle, but as soon as she moved her hands, they were grabbed and pinned above her head, fixed against the backseat.
Shane was domineering and forceful, with not a hint of gentleness. His actions felt more like punishment, constantly taking and possessing!
Her lips were soft, carrying a unique fragrance.
There was a strong sense of familiarity.
He grew greedier.
Pain.
Callie trembled all over, feeling only pain.
She couldn't resist and could only endure it.
A few minutes later, Shane's rationality returned. He slowly released her lips, his eyes lowered, staring at her flushed, tender lips, still marked by him. His Adam's apple bobbed as he spoke in a hoarse voice, "Callie, as long as we are still married, I forbid you from showing your face and seducing other men. Do you understand?"
Callie's heart trembled. She lifted her moist eyes, her long lashes heavy with tears. Who did he think he was?
Did he really think she was so easily bullied?
She glared at him angrily. "Shane, you took away my chance to work at the Second Military District General Hospital and made me lose my job. I'm a person, I need to live! If I can't show my face, are you going to support me?"
Shane was taken aback. "The opportunity at the Second Military District General Hospital?"
Callie pushed him away forcefully. "Don't pretend! Wasn't it you who made the dean give my spot to Belinda Ayers?"
"I didn't..." Shane quickly realized that he had indeed asked the dean to take care of Belinda.
Belinda going to the Second Military District General Hospital—was it because she took her spot?
"You are pushing me further away from my dreams. You took away the job I love. Shane Robinson, I hate you!" she spat out through gritted teeth.
She stood up and shoved him away.
Caught off guard, Shane, looked somewhat lost in thoughts.
Callie strode forward. Normally, she didn't wear high heels, but she had chosen to wear them today to match her dress. Walking quickly, she accidentally twisted her ankle. "Ah—"
Shane, with quick reflexes, stepped forward and caught her.
Her soft body fell into his arms.
Shane's heart skipped a beat.
Her waist was so delicate, it felt like it could break with just a little pressure.
Callie slapped at him, "Let go!"
Ignoring her struggles, Shane lifted her up and tossed her into the car, whispering, "Stop it!"
His tone was less sharp than usual, carrying a hint of patience and reassurance.
Callie felt wronged. "What do you want from me? Do you want to push me to death before you're satisfied?"
Shane turned his back on her, hiding his face and the turmoil of emotions and expressions he couldn't control.
"You didn't listen."
Callie let out a bitter laugh. It was clearly him who had been pushing her to the edge, and now he was trying to twist the truth?
Unbelievable!
"Shane, I want a divorce!" At this moment, she didn't care about the agreement she had signed with Old Master Robinson.
She just wanted to get away from him as quickly as possible.
Otherwise, she felt like she would be driven to death!
Her words inexplicably angered Shane.
He turned around, his face as cold as ever, his eyes fierce like a leopard eyeing its prey. "Don't forget, you signed an agreement with my grandfather promising not to divorce me. What, are you planning to break your promise?"
Belinda, who had just stepped out of the dining room, happened to hear Shane Robinson's voice.
She looked over.
And then she saw Callie sitting in Shane's car.
Her pupils contracted sharply!
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