Debt Redeemer Woman

Mom, Larisa And Rio

Claire does not think that Jason could force her to take the medicine so that she does not carry her child one day. Jason immediately left Claire with a face that was so calm because the first problem had been resolved.

''Derulo, make sure that Claire will never conceive, you understand?" tell Jason.

''Isn't Miss Claire the woman you've been looking for all this time, sir?" ask secretary Derulo.

''I have never trusted anyone Derulo, I mean that woman.'' Secretary Derulo was silent, he could only follow everything Jason said.

Jason occasionally gulped down the wine while staring at the clear sky. The temperature tonight feels warm accompanied by flickering lights adorning the metropolitan city.

''Jesy, you saw how I treated him. What you feel now they also feel it, he said.

Without Jason realizing Claire just heard what she said. He was surprised by the words of the mature man, did not want to get into trouble finally Claire went back into the room.

Alone in a spacious room but there was nothing in there. The atmosphere was so gripping that there was only a mirror accompanying him.

Claire approaches the mirror and sees her pale face and her skin beginning to return to normal as the medication Jason is given reduces the red marks.

"You're looking a lot at Claire," she said.

"Have you been satisfied with the mirror?" Claire was shocked to hear Jason's heavy voice.

Jason approached Claire who lowered her head and the burly hand immediately pulled the chin.

"What do you want?" claire's mind as she turned her face to the side.

"Serve me again." Claire's entire body immediately froze, she remembered Jason's treatment of her last night.

Claire let go of Jason's hand and headed to the bed, her tears escaping a few grains and her feeling tight. There were no screams coming out that night he tried to hold back all Jason's treatment.

"Otherwise the lattice, this man has taken everything. Mother, Larisa and Rio they are the same," he said in his heart.

Claire closed both her eyes without her noticing Jason kept watching his face. Most interesting to his attention was the beautiful eyes Claire had empty there was no sign of anything there.

"If it's like this, I'm satisfied!" Jason pushed his body up until Claire was shocked.

"It hurts?!" his screeches.

"Look at me and let out your screams Claire! Where's the Claire I knew last night?" said Jason.

"Do as much as you do, sir, if you feel that I am a product of buying and selling isn't treating things more your pleasure?" challenge Claire.

Jason raised his eyebrows he felt challenged to do more from here but, if not for tomorrow he had to meet earlier tonight his game would have been short.

"You're lucky tonight. Rest tomorrow we'll go far away" Jason said, tying his pajamas.

"Where are you taking me?" ask Claire curious.

"Drink this." Jason threw a small package and walked out.

The two maids came in carrying their Claire changing clothes in no way surprised to see the state of the room was disheveled.

"Miss, we brought your clothes." Claire stared at the material-less clothes.

In the bathroom the sound of crying filled the room due to soundproof dingding, so the servants did not hear his screams repeatedly coming out.

"Miss get ready for bed!" call the waiter but his name is kept secret by the person in charge of Jason's residence.

Claire came out after feeling pretty good after taking out her sick squeeze. No matter the two maids were still there, Claire pulled out a blanket and covered her entire body.

"Good night Miss," said the two of them simultaneously.

Claire opened her eyes, she got out of bed and headed for the balcony. His gaze straight ahead there was only darkness, he remembered Jason's words clearly hearing yes not misheard mention of a woman's name.

"Jesy?" mumbling slowly.

From behind Jason noticed Claire hugging his body using both hands. The cold temperature did not make him want to quickly go inside.

"This woman is strange but that's not how compared to what Jesy experienced is still more painful," he said coldly.

Jason's jaw is etched so clearly coupled with a squinting look in the eye. Long enough to notice Claire Jason leaving the room because tomorrow she has to leave at dawn for the company.

"Dad, what's your mother doing there? Can Claire come with you both tonight?" he said full of bitterness.

The life he was living at the moment he did not expect to have to end up in a narrow place filled with emphasis. As time continued to turn around, the raindrops began to fall until it hit his pale face.

"You are my friends tonight so treat my fragile heart" he said.

Claire didn't care about her clothes being soaked in rain that it was getting quite heavy. Until the waiter accidentally saw him from the bottom startled straight up with a hasty step.

"Miss, what are you doing there?" his screeches.

"Don't mind me Ma'am. I'll go inside anyway so don't worry." After saying that Claire actually went back inside.

"Miss has to change clothes. The young master doesn't like anyone who doesn't like his." Claire clucked at the servant's words.

After changing the maid's clothes back out but Claire could not sleep. His mind rang Jason about he would be returned if he was bored.

"There's no way I'm going back home. Mother and Larisa will definitely do the same again. Rio's? She's just as sweet in your stupid mouth as you are Claire, too innocent until they can get you into the circle of arrogant men." Claire laughed heartily lamenting her fate at Jason's hands.

The next day Jason had already left out of town to attend an emergency meeting along with the shareholders. He did not have time to fill the ammunition because it had been pursued by time.

The sound of knocking on the door three times then the waiter entered without any word from inside. Claire was a little surprised to see them bring breakfast and change of clothes.

"Good morning Miss. Your clothes today are the young master's choice. He wants you to wear it for tonight!" said the waiter and put him on the bed.

Claire stared at the clothes empty there was no admiration to see the beauty of the clothes lacking the material if she wore let alone the red color chosen to look so contrasting.

"It's so bad, '" said Claire.

"We've prepared breakfast for you Miss" added the waiter.

"The three-day empty prisoner ended up having breakfast" he said, swallowing with great difficulty. The two servants looked at each other for not understanding what Claire had said just now and they walked out after the task was over.