Chapter 993

The moment my feet hit the ground, I spun around and bolted for the door. Bruce didn't expect me to slip free. He turned quickly and grabbed my wrist. In a voice that was both urgent and suggestive, he murmured, "Baby, don't run." Bruce was like a trap—I never got away when I was near him. A wave of anxiety and anger crashed over me. I slapped him hard across the face and snapped, "Watch your mouth! Who is your 'baby'? You think you deserve to call me that?" The slap stunned him, leaving him frozen for a moment. I felt his grip on my wrist loosen. Taking the chance, I yelled. "Let go of me, you jerk!" I wrenched my arm free, grabbed the straps of my bag, and bolted out the door. I ran so fast that it felt like my legs were spinning in a whirlwind. I just wanted to get away from here as quickly as possible. If Bruce caught up to me, I would be stuck with him tonight. But unexpectedly, he wasn't chasing me. I couldn't help but stop and glance back. Bruce was still standing in the