Chapter 52 Concealment
Jennifer turned her head away, ignoring him. Well, it wasn't that she didn't like it, but there should be some limits to this kind of thing, right?
With a soft ding, the elevator arrived. Francis, beaming with joy, carried her out, his chest vibrating with laughter. Jennifer felt both embarrassed and annoyed. She struggled to jump down and walk by herself, but as soon as her feet touched the ground, her legs went weak.
Francis caught her up again. "You're throwing yourself into my arms, so you can't blame me."
Jennifer lay in his arms, on the verge of tears, and could only weakly punch him twice. "It's all your fault!" It was his fault for going too far, leaving her feeling like she'd been beaten up! But her strength against him was like an itch, and Francis thought she was just being playful.
When they went to the bathroom to shower, Jennifer protested again. "I want to wash myself!"
Francis flashed a smile as he looked at her. "And then you slip in the bathroom, and I have to send you to the hospital. The doctor asks how you got hurt, and I have to say my girlfriend is too delicate—she got so tired from having sex with me that she couldn't stand steady but still insisted on showering alone."
Jennifer bit her lip, not daring to imagine such an embarrassing scene. She could only reach out and let Francis carry her into the bathroom. The expensive custom-made dress was stripped off and tossed on the floor like a rag. Her skin was covered with bruises and hickeys, especially on her chest and buttocks. Under the bright bathroom lights, she didn't dare look in the mirror.
Francis also took off his wrinkled shirt and pants. Naked, he held her and made her look in the mirror. Two beautiful bodies pressed close together—Francis's wheat-colored skin formed a sharp contrast with Jennifer's soft, delicate flesh. He lifted her up and placed her on the vanity. The marble was cool, but Francis's body pressing against her was hot.
He kissed her slightly swollen lips, his breath falling on her neck as he spoke. "Your body is beautiful, and even more so in my arms."
His fingers caressed her body everywhere. Jennifer's waist went soft, and she pleaded softly. "Didn't you say we were going to shower? I feel so sticky and uncomfortable."
"Okay." Francis surprisingly agreed immediately and very properly carried her toward the bathtub. Warm water flowed continuously from the shower head, and his hands were meticulous and gentle as he helped wash her.
It took fifteen minutes to fill the bathtub, and before the water was full, Jennifer was already flushed pink from his teasing. His slightly rough fingertips carefully traced every sensitive spot on her body, making her let out soft moans.
Finally, in the warm water, they did it twice more. In the rippling water, Francis and Jennifer's bodies rose and fell, with gentle waves splashing with each movement, leaving the bathroom floor soaking wet.
Before passing out from sex, Jennifer's last thought was: Why did he know so many ways? But he was really good at it, making her feel excitement and stimulation she'd never experienced before. Love and desire mixed together, bringing a spiritual satisfaction that made her fall into a deep sleep.
Francis didn't wake her. After releasing himself one last time, he washed Jennifer clean, dried her off, wrapped her in a soft bathrobe, and held her as he fell asleep contentedly. Since moving in with Jennifer, he hadn't fully released his sexual desire for a month, and tonight he was finally satisfied. Sure enough, suppressed desire was like a volcanic eruption.
On the other side, after the fire alarm went off, Aria hadn't seen Eugene. It wasn't until a while after Francis left with Jennifer that Eugene appeared, adjusting his collar. Aria quickly grabbed his hand and asked. "Eugene, it was so chaotic here just now, where did you go?"
Eugene's expression was calm. "I went out for a smoke. Later when I heard the fire alarm, I looked everywhere for you. Thank goodness you're okay." He lovingly stroked Aria's cheek, playing the devoted boyfriend.
Aria let out a breath and said. "I can't believe something went wrong at the engagement party I prepared for so long. Francis's expression when he carried his girlfriend out just now was really scary. I have to find out who's behind this!"
Eugene pretended to be surprised. "What happened?"
Aria described Jennifer's disheveled state, then sighed. "Eugene, if someone treated me like that, would you think less of me?"
A flash of anger crossed Eugene's face, then he quickly pulled Aria into his arms. "Aria, I won't allow you to make that assumption. I will protect you and never let you suffer such humiliation."
His hand hidden behind his back clenched into a tight fist. Actually, he knew the details of this incident better than Aria. He had disappeared earlier because Layla had pulled him away.
When Layla saw the plan had failed, she immediately went to find Eugene. In a dark private room at the hotel, she begged him. "Eugene, I did all this for you. Please, for the sake of my love for you, help me. Only you can help me now."
Eugene roared in a suppressed voice. "You love me? If you considered me at all, you wouldn't have ruined my engagement party. You know perfectly well how important Aria and her family's approval are to me! How dare you! You actually got that trash Leonard to assault her—are you trying to humiliate me?" He slapped Layla so hard she fell to the ground. He rarely hit women, but this time he was furious.
Layla's face was covered in tears. "I know I was wrong! Who knew Francis cared about her so much? He definitely won't let me go. Please help cover for me. Leonard doesn't know I was the one who contacted him. We can pin everything on him."
Seeing Eugene's grim expression, she crawled to him on her knees, grabbed his hand and pressed it to her face. "For the sake of our relationship all these years, just help me this once. I promise I'll be good from now on! You don't want Aria to see our sex videos, do you?"
"Bitch! Idiot!" Eugene kicked her. For the thrill of it, they had indeed filmed some videos, but he never thought Layla would use them to threaten him at this moment.
After thinking for a moment, he said impatiently. "Wash your face clean before you go out, don't let anyone suspect you. I'll only help you this once. I'll take care of the surveillance footage."
Layla was overjoyed. Although his attitude was terrible, he had finally agreed to help.
Afterward, Eugene volunteered to help Aria investigate the matter and told her to go home and rest first. Aria was touched and kissed him. "Eugene, you're so good! I love you!"
Eugene obtained the surveillance footage and deleted the parts showing Layla helping Jennifer into the room and placing the key card. He also found the server from earlier and paid her to keep quiet. Then he cut out the video of Leonard entering and fleeing the room, enlarged that face, and sent it to both Aria and Francis, along with Leonard's detailed information.
That fool Leonard, daring to touch his woman. Even if Francis didn't make a move, he would make Leonard's life a living hell, abandoned by everyone.