Trapped Bed Reply Revenge Mr. Lewis
Chapter 08 ~ Touch Me

Under the scorching sun that afternoon, Nesha wiped away her sweat. After that, the focus was again to pull out the weeds using both hands. Yeah, Lewis wouldn't let him use any garden tools.

Nesha's clothes, which were wet, now dried on her body so hot that afternoon. Whether or not he can make a clean garden in thirty minutes. But, Nesha had to try her best, because if it didn't work out. So Diya will be the target. Nesha didn't want that to happen.

Twenty minutes passed, but Nesha had just uprooted the weeds a quarter of the vast garden. The remaining time is only ten minutes, it feels very unlikely Nesha can complete the task as Lewis wants. Especially now that his throat was very dry. Nesha needs water to drink, otherwise she could become dehydrated.

Nesha delicates, looking for the presence of hoses or water taps that may be available for watering plants. However, Nesha found nothing. Nesha was completely exhausted, her body even shaking by itself.

Nesha sat back in the wild meadow. However, a male servant approached and dragged Nesha back inside the Mansion. Nesha widened her eyes when she saw her sister Diya sitting next to Lewis. Diya sat down while bowing her face. While Lewis rubbed Diya's head while smiling smirk towards Nesha. Nesha clenched her hands in wrath.

"Take my brother off, sir. I beg you not to do anything to him, he is innocent, I am wrong," the clenched hand is now weakened, Nesha kneeling on the floor. Begging Lewis not to hurt his beloved sister.

"Don't you fail to clean the garden in half an hour?" ask Lewis to relax.

"I still have a ten-minute chance, let me go out and finish it immediately. But please don't touch my sister" Nesha put her hands together pleading, but Lewis didn't seem to care.

"Your ten minutes are up and you failed. Your sister will receive the punishment" Lewis raised Diya's face, making the pretty face look at her. In front of Nesha's eyes, Lewis touched her forehead, both eyes, nose, and lastly gently touched Diya's rancid lips.

"Don't!" Nesha got up and was ready to pounce on Lewis. But, his movements lost quickly to the bodyguards who instantly held him back.

"Let go!" nesha shouted in a revolt, but the bodyguards kept her tighter.

"Just me, sir. Just punish me! But, let go of my sister!" nesha cried out in tears. The thirst he had felt just now disappeared, replaced with a feeling of worry and regret. Worried for his sister's safety and regretted that he had made the wrong decision.

If Nesha had preferred to stay in prison to die, Diya would not have been the victim he is today. But, what else can be done, regret always comes later.

"Just punish me, sir. I beg you to touch me to the fullest, but not my sister," please Nesha fall back to the floor. Yeah, that's what he's got to do. Her younger sister is still a minor, Nesha does not want her sister affected by mental disorders if re-raped.

Nesha had already decided, she would let go and give herself up. Again and again Nesha will replace her beloved sister. Isn't that his promise, a promise to his parents to always take care of his sister.

Hearing Nesha's words, Lewis smiled obliquely and immediately let go of Diya.

"Take him to my room."

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