Irresistible Boss Succumbing to Your Touch (Maria Anita) novel Chapter 569

Manuela’s POV

I woke up in a car, terribly startled, confused, everything hurt, and my head was spinning slightly. With some difficulty, I sat up and looked at the driver through the rearview mirror. He was the same one who had driven the car from Paradise Port to here.

"Stay calm, miss. I won't harm you," he hastened to say.

"You've already done enough harm. You brought me to this hell." I looked at my face in the rearview mirror; it was horrible, and tears started flowing. "Look at me, look what that woman did."

"Miss, I just follow orders, and we don't question Calvin's orders," he tried to justify himself but avoided looking at me. "Please, don't cause me any trouble. I'm going to take you to my house, my wife will take care of you, and you'll stay there until Calvin gives another order. No one will hit you there. I don't think the boss will let that crazy woman near you again; he was furious with her."

"You won't let me leave, will you?" I already knew the answer.

"I can't, miss. Now, please, stay quiet. You're badly hurt, and I don't want to have to tie you up," he warned, and I thought it better not to speak anymore, especially since I was in pain, so much pain.

He stopped the car in front of a house with high walls and a completely closed gate. The gate started to open, and he drove in and closed it again. From the outside, no one could see what was happening inside. He opened the car door for me.

"Can you walk?" he asked, and I nodded. He helped me out of the car and led me into the house. "Josefa! Josefaa!" he called, and soon a middle-aged woman came, drying her hands on an apron.

"Oh, my goodness! What's this, Eugene?" the woman asked.

"A girl, can't you see?" he answered rather gruffly. "Come on, help me."

"Who is she, Eugene? Watch what you're getting me into!" the woman warned.

"It's the boss's business. Help me get the miss to the couch, and I'll explain," he replied, and I noticed the woman's disapproving face.

They left me sitting on the couch and left the room. When they returned, the woman was carrying something in her hands.

"Come, miss, I'll help you take a shower," she said, and I stood up; I really needed a shower. "Eugene, go get the things I told you about, this girl needs bandages."

She helped me remove my dress and underwear, turned on the shower, and placed a small stool so I could sit. She handed me soap and left a bottle of shampoo and conditioner beside me. I groaned when the water hit my body; it was lukewarm but stung the wounds on my skin.

"Oh my God, who did this to you, girl?" She looked at me horrified. "Let me wash your back."

Josefa touched me gently, almost as if she was afraid of breaking me. She carefully washed the blood off my back while I cried, but it was not the physical pain that made me cry - it was the pain from all the cruelty I had been subjected to and knowing what was still to come. After I took the shower and dried myself, she handed me some clothes.

"Look, girl, the clothes will be a bit big, but the underwear should fit well, they're new. I had bought them as a gift, but I can buy others later." She sighed while helping me put on green cotton shorts and a white t-shirt. Indeed, the clothes were big, but I didn't mind - at least they wouldn't press against my wounds.

We returned to the living room where her husband was sitting. Next to him was a plastic bag.

"Miss, the boss said you'll stay here today. Tomorrow is your wedding." The man wouldn't even look at me.

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