Chapter 672

"What's the matter? You don't want to?" Sebastian asked with a cold smile. "No! I'll go and get the water right away," Heather quickly said. "That's more like it. Having the honor of washing my feet… that's something you can brag about for the rest of your life," Sebastian said proudly. Although Heather was cursing him silently, she didn't dare to speak out loud. She went to get a basin of water and began washing his feet, all the while secretly swearing under her breath. For someone like her, the beloved daughter of a wealthy family, washing another person's feet was something only the lowest of the low would do. She'd rather Sebastian take advantage of her in other ways than suffer this humiliation, yet she had no choice. After she was done, Sebastian kicked her to the ground without hesitation. Before she could get up, he placed his foot on her face. Heather was furious. Having her face trampled on was an insult. She wanted nothing more than to rip Sebastian to pieces. Howev