Chapter 3Anthony tossed his jacket onto the sofa. His black shirt hung on his tall and well-built
torso though he looked aggressive. Anne lowered her gaze as she had not completely forgotten
about that night. She knew how muscular and sexy his body was. “Why...why did you bring me
here?” she asked fearfully. She dared not to speak up in front of this powerful being. Yet, after she
spoke, she heard a rumbling sound coming from her starving tummy. Anne felt embarrassed. Since
arriving, she had not eaten anything. The exhaustion from running and the flight were finally
catching up with her. Anthony said coldly, “You're hungry. Serve the food!” From the other end, a
middle-aged man in working clothes brought over a bow! of hot soup and placed it on the table.
“Mr. Marwood, the seafood soup is ready.” The butler, Hayden, announced before stepping aside
politely. It was as if he had never existed. When Anne heard the word “seafood’, her face turned
pale. “You may have your dinner,” Anthony said with cold eyes. “I'm...allergic to seafood. I can't eat
this,” Anne said in her shivering voice. She had a severe seafood allergy. Once she had seafood, the
symptoms could even take her life! She had experienced this before... “So you're going to put my
effort to waste?” Anthony's eyes were filled with hatred. Anne understood it. Anthony had done this
on purpose. He wanted to kill her! “No... can't eat it. I will die...” Anne resisted and backed away.
Anthony went forward, grabbed her arm, and tossed her toward the table. “Eat it!" “Argh!” Anne fell
onto the table, and the bag she was holding fell two to three meters from her. Since she was
rushing to turn off her phone, she did not zip up her bag, resulting in her phone falling out. Anne
could not care less about her hurting knees. She stared at the now exposed phone anxiously.
Anthony was walking toward the phone. The moment he picked up the phone, Anne felt her
breathing halt along with her heartbeats. Anthony picked up the phone and realized that it had
been turned off. He pressed the button on the side to turn it on and realized it was not turned off
because of a lack of battery. “I...I'm afraid of my aunt calling, so I turned it off...” Anne knew how
much Anthony hated her aunt. He saw her as an enemy. “Password.” Anthony glanced at her coldly.
Anne felt her fear crawling up her neck, and she was almost blacking out. However, she knew that
she had to stay calm. “Let me...” Anne walked over and carefully took the phone from Anthony. She
went back to the table, afraid of showing him her passcode. Anthony looked at her coldly and
mockingly. Anne lowered her head to type in her passcode while looking around. Suddenly, she
picked up the seafood soup from the table and threw it over! Bang! It fell between the two of them!
The hot soup was all over the floor, preventing Anthony from coming closer! Anthony's dark eyes
glinted, and he saw the woman escaping. He called out, “Hold her!” Anne was terrified, and she ran
even faster. When she ran out of the living room, she saw the bodyguards coming from the front,
and she quickly made a turn. Anne saw a set of stairs and hurriedly ran down. However, her heels
prevented her from running, let alone running down the stairs. Missing a step... “Argh!” Anne fell
and rolled down the stairs. “Argh!” Anthony caught up and stood on the top of the staircase,
looking down heartlessly. All he saw was Anne lying at the bottom of the stairs. She had blacked out
with blood oozing out of her wounded head... When Anne woke abruptly, she jumped up as if
waking up from a nightmare. She sat up and groaned as she felt dizzy. She touched her forehead
and found a bandage over her head. She recalled falling down the stairs and waking up in this
unfamiliar room. The sky had turned bright outside... With a thought crossing her mind, she
anxiously pressed on her chest and got out of bed. She went into the washroom. After closing the
door, she took out her phone from her chest. She hid it there when running away, and it worked.
Anne did not care what condition she was in. She instantly deleted all messages regarding her
children. Luckily she had a backup copy on her computer. After doing so, she messaged the nanny,
[Do not call me and do not let my kids call me. Something happened. I will call you when it's done.
Take note] Nancy, the nanny, replied, [What happened?] Anne answered, [Don't worry, I'm fine.
Please take care of my kids.] After sorting it out, she walked out of the washroom. Anne scanned
around the bedroom. It was unfamiliar, but the luxurious decorations did not make it hard for her to
figure out that this was a room in the mansion. She knew Anthony had placed her here. What was
he trying to do? No matter what he wanted, she must not stay here any longer. She had to leave!
Anne opened the bedroom door and found the stairs. The mansion was so big that it gave her a
headache finding the way out. After going downstairs, she did not care about getting back her bag
She tried to run away, holding her phone. However, she was stopped before she reached the big
metal gate. She almost bumped into the person and had to back away. Anne tried not to panic and
said, “Let me leave.” “This is an order from Mr. Marwood,” the bodyguard said coldly like a machine.
“Where...is he?” “Not sure.” Anne knew that there was no way out. What else could she do? She
returned to the room and called Sarah, “Aunt, didn't you say Anthony had left Luton long ago? Why
did he show up?” She would not have returned to Luton if she knew he was here! “He did leave! I
haven't heard from him for many years. There's no way we wouldn’t know if he had been in Luton. I
would have told you!” Anne trusted her aunt, so why did Anthony show up at the party? Out of
kindness? No way. Sarah had told her that Anthony had cut ties with Ron and the rest of the
Marwood family long ago. They were out of touch completely. So why... Anne caressed her
forehead, and her head was aching. Anthony did not come to attend the party. He wanted to trap
her. However, she came to that conclusion too late... “Anne, what's wrong? What happened? I tried
calling, but your phone was turned off.” “I'm...fine. I saw my old friends, and we went drinking. I had
too much...” Anne told a lie because she did not want to worry her aunt. After all, Anthony was only
after her now.