"This is the ladies' room. You're in the wrong place." Hazel said coldly, continuing to wash tmher hands.
Chase scoffed and casually turned on the tap to wash his hands.
"I've really underestimated you. I thought you were in love with me, and I didn't expect you to find another man so quickly after our divorce"
Anger flashed across Hazel's eyes, but she didn't want to continue this conversation anymore. She shook the water off her hand and walked straight to the door.
However, Chase stopped her at once. He grabbed her by the arm all at once and threw her back violently to pin her against the wall.
"Who is your kids' father? When did you hook up with Tristan Woods?"
Though they had been divorced for six years, Chase still thought that Hazel was his only. He looked quite arrogant when saying those words.
Hazel tried to free herself but failed. At last, she glared at Chase and spoke up in a voice of cold fury, "Mr. Black, please show me some respect. If you want to talk about business, please go to the office! If you want to take it personally, however, I have nothing to say to you."
Chase's lips curled into a sullen sneer as he heard her words. He leaned closer and closer to her.
Hazel frowned, but deep down, her heart started racing nervously!
Back then, Chase had absolute dominance and control over her. Over those years, she had been deeply traumatized.
Though it had been six years, the nerves in her body still retained their fear of him.
"Let go of me, Chase! This is the place where I work. Don't you dare…"
"What are you so afraid of? You fear that they might call you a whore for hitting on your ex–husband in the restroom?"
"Are you crazy Chase? I'm warning you. Stay away from me!"
"A whore like you deserves no respect at all."
"Chase Black, you're going too far!" With that, Hazel started struggling violently.
Yet it did not work.
Chase was pinning her arms to the wall, making it impossible for her to struggle! He was so tall and oppressive that Hazel could barely breathe.
"Don't you love it when I do such things to you? Ha, I didn't expect that after six years, you would still like pretending to be a weak girl."
As he said, Chase took off her black–rimmed glasses and looked into her eyes with a wicked smile. "It's exactly that look on your face. Oh, I bet Tristan Woods loves it, doesn't he?"
Hazel was completely flustered. She shouted, "You sociopath. What are you doing? Unhand me this instant…"
Chase grinned in satisfaction at her panicked expression.
When they were still married, he liked to punish her with his most overbearing and aggressive method whenever they were in bed.
Now that Hazel had found her way to another man's bed, Chase was gonna show her the horror of irritating him.
"Oh, are you afraid of being seen? You're afraid that Tristan Woods might dump you for this? Just cut it off, Hazel Haynes. Put away your dirty little schemes."
Hazel was furious. "Tell me then, Mr. Black, what my schemes could possibly be?"
"Didn't we agree while getting divorced? You would leave the city forever and never come back! Why did you break the deal? To make me chase after you or you are planning something devious?" Chase raised his eyebrows, the look on his face nearly murderous.
What the man cared the most was that Hazel actually came back with her sons with another man.
Even though they were divorced, Chase still felt cheated on and even betrayed.
He would stop loving or even abandon anyone or anything at any time! But he just didn't like the idea of his favorite plaything being taken over by someone else.
"I came back for my grandfather's inheritance. What's has this got to do with you? I said, have some respect and let go of me!"
"And I've told you that you don't deserve any respect, haven't I?" Chase sneered, his big hands running wild over her body.
"Chase, we're divorced. What's more, I don't owe you anything. So don't insult me like this! Get your hands off of me right now, or I'll sue you for sexual harassment!"
"You? Sue me? Don't make me laugh. Anyone in the city knows that it was you who drugged me and begged to have sex with me. It's only been six years, and you forget?"
"For the last time, I didn't drug anyone! I am the victim here. Not you."
"Ha! Just keep telling yourself that, will you?"
Hazel took a deep breath and calmed herself down. "Fine, whatever you say. I've figured it out just now that there are many men out there who are so much better than you! Divorcing you is the best thing that ever happened to me."
And that succeeded in pissing Chase off completely. He jerked his head down and shut her mouth with his furious kiss.
That kiss of his had always been full of aggression. Hazel even feared that she would be devoured in whole.
"Mm… get your hands…"
The next second, Chase had raised his head, his eyes full of mockery. He sneered, "Do you actually think that I'll touch you again? Don't flatter yourself! I won't have sex with a whore who has been sleeping with the others. It disgusts me."
With that, Chase let go of Hazel resentfully and walked out.
Hazel was gasping to catch her breath, finding her face in a mess and her lipstick falling off.
"Stop, Chase Black!"