My Billionaire Mom

Chapter 360

This was an embarrassing situation. In fact, Lisa did not dare open her eyes, she quite literally wanted to kill herself. Technically, she hadn't been physically violated but Chuck and that man had already seen her bare- it was all the same to her.

Lisa, who had been cocky before, had really wanted to end herself right then.

While Yvette cried, Lisa couldn't be bothered to do anything else. Since she still felt a little dizzy, she went straight to sleep, waking up much sooner than she had wanted to.

The car soon arrived at the hotel.

Chuck was the first to leave the car as Yvette had to help her mother into her clothes, she cried as she was doing so. With much difficulty, Yvette managed to help Lisa out of the car.

Eventually, the four of them took the elevator up to the top floor.

When they arrived at the top floor, Yvette stayed in a room with Lisa to take better care of her. This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

Chuck stayed in the room beside theirs. He wanted to be close just in case Yvette needed his help.

Of course, Betty had still been guarding Chuck very closely.

Meanwhile, in another room, Damon was cursing in anger, "How much time do they need to get back?! Something must've happened to them, they're all a bunch of fools! Absolutely useless!"

The intense anger that radiated off of him filled the house uncomfortably.

Yvette had, in fact, been taking care of her mother at that time. She called, "Mom, Mom..."

Yvette was exhausted, but how could she fall asleep right now? Lisa wasn't well and she felt distressed.

Lisa had woken up to Yvette's gentle prodding. When she finally squinted her eyes open, Yvette let out a surprised yelp. "Mom, you're awake!" Yvette exclaimed.

Lisa nodded at that. Yvette then helped her up a little and let her lean against the bed's frame board for her comfort.

"Mom, are you alright?" Yvette asked. She thought it was best not to bring up the former incident in front of her mother. If Lisa remembered, she would be devastated. She might even kill herself.

"I'm fine," Lisa replied as she shook her head. How could she confront what had just happened? Surely, the next best option to admittance right now was avoidance, pretending as if she did not remember.

Otherwise, she really couldn't imagine what the matter would snowball into. However, Lisa already had a deep hatred for the person who did that to her, she wanted to carve the man up like a pumpkin on Halloween.

Yvette breathed a sigh of relief as she heard her response. Lisa miraculously did not remember what had happened just now. It was better like this. Otherwise, Yvette wouldn't know how to comfort her from that trauma.

Yvette had Lisa cradled against her and soothed, "Mom, get some rest, okay? Everything's alright."

Lisa nodded and had a lie down once more. Yvette tucked her in with a quilt. "Mom, rest please. I'll go get a shower first, is that okay?" she asked.

"Yes, alright," Lisa replied.

Yvette went to the bathroom then. She felt disgusting all over, scrubbing herself clean from head to toe was a necessity right now.

Lisa stared vacantly at the ceiling and then climbed out of the bed. As she did so, she felt tears slipping down her cheeks, feeling disgusted at herself all over again. She walked into the bathroom and showered for what felt like hours, squatting in the bathroom. She continued to cry.

When Yvette's father had died, Lisa hadn't even shed a single tear. But now, this kind of violation had taken harsh blows onto Lisa's self-esteem, her dignity had shattered. She felt like she would fall apart at any moment.

The sound of the shower had disguised Lisa's cries.

At that moment, she was just a woman tending to her own wounds.

......

At that point, Chuck had already fallen asleep. He had taken a number of blows to his stomach and chest, it was beyond painful. He didn't think he could fall asleep that night due to the intensity of the pain. But as long as Yvette was fine, Chuck would be willing to suffer like this ten times over.

If Yvette had been met with any harm, Chuck was sure he'd never be able to fall asleep, ever. A moment later, Chuck thought to ask Betty about how she was doing.

"I'm fine, Young Master. You should rest early," Betty responded. It was true that Betty was fine. She had been trained to handle such situations. It wasn't a big deal for her to suffer a minor scrape or two.

Just as they were both ready to fall asleep, someone knocked on their door.

Chuck blinked his eyes open and listened closely to the noises outside. It sounded like Frieda's voice out there. Although the manager had warned her about not to disturb him, she kept knocking insistently.

Betty frowned.

Chuck proceeded to get out of his bed and walked over to the door. Through the peephole, he saw Frieda loitering outside his door.

"Thank you for helping," Frieda said.

She and her manager were relieved. Because when the manager heard about Frieda checking the state of her hymen, she realized it looked to have not been touched in the slightest. Thus, it was a wonder what Aaron had done with her last night.

Chuck was a little confused. Of course, he hadn't known Frieda was still a virgin. He was curious as to why she had come over to thank him.

"Can you come out? I'd like to thank you," Frieda spoke, her tone was sincere. If it hadn't been for this Young Master, she might have been taken advantage of by other people. That was something she would much rather not think about.

This young master's kindness had saved her.

Of course, Chuck couldn't be bothered to entertain her at that time. Fortunately, Frieda knew it was not convenient to hold a long conversation with him there. He didn't open his door, letting Frieda walk away after having expressed her gratitude.

"Is she crazy?" Chuck asked, turning towards Betty. As Betty looked up to meet his eyes, she felt awkward.

Chuck, too, felt uncomfortable. "Betty, you should get some rest soon," he said.

"Alright, Young Master. You too," Betty replied.

The next morning, Chuck went to knock on Yvette's door. When Yvette swung her door open. her face still looked a little pale. It was because of the anesthetic left in her system from before. Seeing it still presented an effect on her, Chuck could not help his heart from squeezing in distress. He reached out and tucked Yvette in his arms as soon as he saw her.

Yvette was moved. "Hubby, I have something to tell you," she whispered.

"Go ahead," Chuck motioned for her to speak. No matter what Yvette requested for now, Chuck would provide.

"Please don't tell my mother about what happened yesterday. She doesn't remember," Yvette pleaded, worried that Chuck would accidentally spill the truth, destroying her mother.

Chuck was confused, did he hear her wrong? Lisa couldn't remember? That wasn't possible. After Lisa had woken up from her passed out state the day before, she had been yelling at Chuck.

Did she really forget? But needless to say, Chuck would not mention this matter. After all, Lisa was his mother-in-law.

Chuck was startled last night. Having looked at her for longer than just a second could only be attributed to shock. If he had known that it was Lisa, his eyes wouldn't have lingered for even a second.

"Alright, I understand. You two should rest up today," Chuck said. No matter if Lisa had been lying about forgetting that incident, it was clearly a matter that could never be mentioned again in the future.

"Thank you, Hubby. You'd better get to class now, or you'll be late," Yvette nagged. She cared about Chuck's studies.

"I want to accompany you. I won't go today," Chuck said.

"No, Hubby, you have to go to school," Yvette insisted. She felt that it was not appropriate for Chuck to be staying here. Her own mother was in her room, and she did not have time to spend alone with Chuck undisturbed, although she really wanted to.

Listening to her, Chuck could only agree and warned Yvette not to leave. He was only willing to leave for school with Betty after Yvette had promised him she wouldn't.

Yvette sighed. Then, she received a phone call from Lisa's bodyguard. Yvette had felt a little relieved. She asked the bodyguard to first take a break and then asked her to help look for another place to stay. She really could not stay in this hotel any longer.

Lisa wouldn't have agreed with her either.

After having settled it all with the bodyguard, Yvette felt more at ease and went back to her room to take care of Lisa.

However, Yvette hadn't known that Lisa had stayed up all night. She couldn't sleep. She had felt her scalp tingle when she heard Chuck's voice just now. She wanted to leave here as soon as she could!

......

At the university.

Aaron was in the parking lot when he saw Frieda drove over. He smiled. Frieda had changed her clothes, her long legs on display were enticing. His gaze never wavered as he watched her make her leave.

To be honest, he was very irritated.

When he was just about to sleep with Frieda, Patricia had kept calling his phone and eventually ended up video calling him. That had shocked Aaron for a moment but seeing as he feared Patricia's wrath if he were to ignore her, he had answered the call next door. They had talked half the night away.

That's right, Aaron fell asleep in the other room. When he woke, he did so with a startle. It was six o'clock in the morning already.

He had then gone over to look for Freida. Realizing that he still had time to have his way with Frieda, he had started to remove Frieda's clothes. As he was almost done, Frieda had made a sound, moving a bit as if she had awoken. So, he had hurriedly hidden away.

Fortunately, Frieda at the time was just talking in her sleep. She had scared the life out of him.

That fright had dampened Aaron's desire. The sudden scare would be enough to frighten any man out of their desires. He had gotten angry then, deciding to just take pictures of Frieda's nude photos and left to return home at six that morning.

With Frieda's naked photos as blackmail, he was certain that Frieda would do anything he wanted. If not, he would show her nudes to everyone!

Aaron smiled perversely. He took out his mobile phone and admired Frieda's nudes. There were so many of them, he chuckled.

Aaron proceeded to get out of his car. He felt that it was the day to blackmail Frieda. He'd have Frieda in his car, or perhaps the bathroom. Wherever it may be, he would enjoy it. He headed for Frieda then, running at her with a face full of smiles. His handsome face twisted into a perverse delight.