Chapter 190: My Woman

Ella Lacey was yanked into the corridor by him, struggling fiercely, "I don't care for your money, let me go!"

"You don't care?"

The man slammed her against the wall, "You don't get a say! Not a single woman I, Rory Frott, fancy has dared to resist!"

With her eyes shut, Ella Lacey stomped on his foot forcefully, "You pervert, get away from me!"

"Feeling superior, aren't you!"

Rory Frott's face was wrought with anger, "You impose a stone-faced pretense! I suggest you behave yourself!"

"I don't belong here, the clothes, I stole them." Ella Lacey turned her face away as he failed to take advantage of her, hastily explaining.

In her desperation, Ella Lacey blindly dashed into a man striding towards her.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." She spoke in a frantic tone, not even raising her head and tried to run away again.

But the man stopped her and softly said, "Ella, is that you?"