Stuart was about to hug her but stopped when he heard her words. he said, "Can you drop the sarcasm?"
Josephine turned away, her back to him. She replied, "You better go, or your lover won't be happy."
"Josephine!" Stuart flipped her over. He retorted, "Haven't we had enough sex? You still have the energy to say this?"
Josephine glared at him, not backing down. She said irritably, "So what if I do? Are you ashamed?"
A sudden realization hit Stuart. He asked, "Are you... jealous?"
Josephine was more than just jealous; she wished she could lock Stuart up, make him like a bird in a cage, dependent on her.
Who said only men could force women?
Women, when they have the power, could force men just the same.
Unfortunately, Josephine knew she didn't have that ability.
Moreover, if she admitted to being jealous, Stuart might humiliate her even more.
Why make herself unhappy?
"Impossible," she said quickly, "I don't even want to be Mrs. Haustia anymore. Why would I be jealous?"
Stuart had always thought Josephine valued her status as Mrs. Haustia the most.
Hearing her now, he didn't doubt she was lying.
But he was very angry.
He didn't even know why.
Was he angry that Josephine wasn't jealous?
Was he angry that she didn't want to be Mrs. Haustia anymore?
He didn't know.
All he knew was that he was very angry.
"Josephine, have you ever thought," Stuart said coldly, "if we get divorced, not just the Kalmien family, even you will have a hard time."
"Why?" Josephine asked, "Are you saying I won't be able to spend money as I please anymore? Don't worry, I can support myself."
"No," Stuart said, "Right now, you're part of the Haustia family. Even if people don't like you, they won't dare do anything to you. But if we get divorced, do you think they'll let you off?"
Josephine couldn't remember offending anyone.
She said, "Are you talking about Robin?"
"Why would you think Robin would target you?" Stuart said, "He wouldn't."
Josephine said, "Then there's nothing for you to worry about. As long as your friends don't target me, no one else will bother."
"When the Howard family went bankrupt, didn't you see what happened to Claudia?" Stuart said, "Everyone wanted to harm her. If it weren't for you, would she be so carefree? Your fate will be worse than hers. By then, you won't even be able to protect her."
Mentioning the Howard family made Josephine's heart turn cold.
She said, "Then don't trouble yourself, Mr. Haustia."
Stuart had been talking for a long time, but she wasn't listening.
Stuart was furious. He claimed, "If anything happens, don't come to me! After the divorce, whether you live or die has nothing to do with me!"
Josephine said, "I'll remember that."
Seeing her so calm made Stuart even angrier. He remarked, "Remember, I'll decide when we get divorced! Until then, you better behave!"
He thought of Josephine taking William to meet friends and having dinner together, which made him extremely angry.
"Keep your distance from other men," his voice grew colder. He said, "Don't act like your desires aren't being met and go around seducing men!"
"Stuart!" Josephine gritted her teeth in anger. She shot back, "You run off abroad to find someone, still thinking about buying gifts for your lover, and you have the nerve to accuse me?"
"Find someone?" Stuart didn't quite understand, then got even angrier. He quipped, "Accuse you? Didn't you have dinner with William?"
"Having dinner with a friend is normal," Josephine snapped. "Even if something happened, I don't care about you, so you better not care about me!"
Stuart shot back, "You're still part of the Haustia family. If I don't care about you, do you want to embarrass us?"
Josephine retorted, "Mr. Haustia, if you're not afraid of embarrassment, why should I be?"
"Josephine, you are just..." Stuart wanted to strangle her. He said irritably, "You have so much energy to argue?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he pinned her down, tore off her clothes, and kissed her roughly.
Josephine struggled with all her might, but she couldn't escape his grip.
Stuart showed no mercy.
Josephine was already exhausted; in the struggle, her wrists were bruised, and the kiss marks on her body were like visible wounds.
Stuart's body pressed down, thrusting heavily.
He was burning hot, but his voice was cold.
He whispered in her ear, "Only I can satisfy you, so stay away from those men. If I find out you crossed the line with them, Josephine, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Josephine bit her lip, trying hard not to make any sound.
Stuart didn't see her as a person at all.
He only saw her as a tool to vent his desires.
She didn't know how long it lasted before Stuart finally finished.
For Josephine, this kind of sex was no different from torture.
Stuart had to taunt her, "Who are you putting on this act for? What's the use of looking so aloof? Your body is still incredibly passionate! Your body is much more honest than your mouth!"
Josephine used all her strength to slap him.
The slap was crisp and loud.
Stuart grabbed her wrist. He warned, "The third time. Josephine, if you weren't my woman, I would have dealt with you long ago. But you dare slap my face, you will pay the price."
After saying that, he picked her up, ignoring her struggles, and placed her on his lap. He raised his hand and spanked her a few times.
They had just finished making love; neither of them was wearing clothes.
Josephine's skin was delicate; with each slap, finger marks appeared on her buttocks.
Moreover, although Josephine was thin, she had plenty of flesh in the right places.
After a few slaps, regardless of Josephine's reaction, Stuart became excited again.
Josephine gritted her teeth. She shouted, frustrated, "Stuart! You bastard!"
Being spanked as an adult didn't hurt much, but it was extremely humiliating.
Josephine tried hard to control herself, not to cry.
She didn't know what had gotten into Stuart. After spanking her, he kissed her again, and after kissing, he started to torment her again.
Josephine really felt like a rag doll, played with until she was broken and barely alive.
The whole day, they didn't leave the room, except for Stuart bringing some food up.
Josephine refused to eat, and he fed her mouth to mouth.
He didn't let Josephine wear clothes; they stayed naked.
After eating, he forced Josephine to sleep in his arms.
When Josephine woke up, it was already dark outside.
No one would believe it if she told them, but Stuart, this beast, had been having sex with her for a whole day and night, including the previous night!
Wasn't he afraid of dying from having too much sex?
However, Josephine did become more obedient.
She had no choice; Stuart's stamina was terrifying, and she was afraid she might really die in that bed.
At night, Stuart finally let her put on clothes, and they returned to the Haustia Manor.