After Reborn, I Become a Billionaire
Chapter115 Oscar's Apology

Theodore looked into the room. Charles was lying on the ground, dying.

He looked back at Oscar and Hannah in his arms. Hannah was well protected by Oscar and her clothes cover her tightly.

He just asked him to wait at the door. And it was not because he was afraid that he would see some violent scenes but to prevent him from seeing Hannah naked.

He was just wondering when did Oscar start caring about his image in front of him.

Turned out it was about Hannah.

"Okay." Theodore did not dare to say otherwise and agreed.

Oscar took Hannah in his arms and walked away.

Hannah was held in his arms until he came to the car.

She was somehow dependent on him and didn't want to leave his arms.

Oscar put Hannah in the car parked downstairs.

Then he got up and left.

Hannah wanted to say something to him but she didn't.

She just watched him go to the driver and said, "Get off."

"Yes, sir." The driver was respectful.

Oscar sat in the car and started driving.

They were silent along the way.

Oscar was in a bad mood.

His face was so dark that she did not dare to approach him.

Hannah didn't know what to say at the moment.

When she thought about what happened just now, she felt very uncomfortable.

There was evil in her eyes.

One day, she would make Charles pay for everything she had been through!

The car arrived at their villa. Hannah opened the door and got off, and so did Oscar.

In the hall, Max was still cleaning. He saw them and he said to Oscar warmly, "Master Oscar..."

Then he shut his mouth when he saw Oscar's look.

He quickly turned to look at Hannah, trying to get some information from her.

Hannah wasn't in the mood to explain. She just went upstairs quietly.

She needed time to process what she just went through.

She went into her bedroom. She was about to close the door when Oscar suddenly propped it open. Hannah stared at him in amazement. Obviously, Oscar was not happy. He looked sour.

She didn't want to mess with him.

With some force, Oscar pushed Hannah into the room and Hannah steps back.

Oscar runs straight into the bathroom and turned on the shower.

Then he stepped out and said to Hannah, "Go take a shower."

Hannah pursed her lips. In fact, the first thing she wanted to do when she came back was to take a shower as well.

Although she was a little annoyed by Oscar's behavior, she went into the bathroom quietly.

She took off the black suit Oscar gave her, and underneath the black suit, there was a torn dress. Her bra was gone and she was almost naked. She went to the shower naked and washed her body carefully.

The thought of being kissed by Charles made her sick.

She spent a long time in the shower until her skin was red. Then she wore a clean bathrobe and walked out of the bathroom.

Oscar was still in her bedroom.

He just sat on the sofa and looked at her. She was still dripping with water and her hair had not been dried.

He kept staring at her and it made her uncomfortable.

If she had known he was still there, she would have come out dressed, not in a loose bathrobe.

She tried to calm herself down, and then said, "Thank you. I'm fine now. You should go back to your room."

"But I am not." Oscar suddenly said word by word.

Hannah frowned and wondered what was wrong with him.

He was the one who beat up on Charles.

Did he hurt his hand?

Hannah was confused. Then Oscar suddenly approached her.

"Hmm." Before she knew it, Oscar suddenly kissed her on the lips. Hannah stared at Oscar in panic.

Sensing the sudden danger, she instinctively resisted and put her hands against his chest.

His strength made Hannah feel that he was more dangerous than Charles.

So...

Even if she escaped from Charles, she was still unable to escape from Oscar.

He restrained her and put her down on the bed.

His kiss went from her lips to her body.

"No!" Hannah shouted.

No, any time except now.

She didn't want to sleep with him now.

Even though their marriage was a marriage of convenience, she was ready for sleeping with Oscar.

But when she just escaped from Charles? No, no way. She didn't want to think Oscar and Charles were actually the same people.

Men were all the same.

The warm and quiet room seemed to turn cold.

Oscar wrapped her in her bathrobe closely.

Then he got up from her and watched her tears rolling down the corners of her eyes.

His throat twitched slightly. Actually, it didn't happen.

He was angry at the thought that Charles was all over Hannah. He wanted to erase it because of his jealousy and vengeance.

He did not expect that he almost lost control.

Then when he saw her crying, he became soft again.

He wiped her tears with his long and slender fingers, "Why didn't you cry when he kissed you?"

Hannah looked at the man with tears in her eyes.

The lust in his eyes had faded away.

She bit her lips. When Charles did this to her, she did not feel anything except hatred.

But when Oscar did this, she was heartbroken. She didn't know why.

"Don't cry." Oscar's voice became gentle.

But Hannah couldn't help it.

When she was alive again, she told herself that she should never shed a tear and never be weak again.

But now, she was crying because of this bastard Oscar.

"Good girl," Oscar comforted her, "this won't happen again, I promise. Please don't cry."

Hannah turned her head. Liar.

"It was my fault. I shouldn't do that to you. I am so sorry." Oscar's apology sounded a little clumsy, which made it seem that he was not good at apologizing. After all, he had never yielded to any ladies. He had never treated a lady so carefully, for fear of breaking her heart.