Chapter 541

Annie’s eyes brimmed with tears. Her heart throbbed painfully. She asked, “Can you give me a chance to speak to Skylar? After all, I’ll be her future sister-in-law.”

“Skylar’s future sister-in-law drugged me. Yet, she’s my wife. Do you think she’ll forgive you?” Joe asked mockingly. The words “my wife” reeked of possessiveness.

Annie was shocked. For a second, she felt like Joe adored Skylar; otherwise, he wouldn't have been so protective and possessive. Furthermore, Skylar wasn’t someone to be trifled with.

“Seeing as we’ve known each other for so long, can you pretend last night didn’t happen? The Silvers made a mistake. I committed a grave crime. Forgive us this time. Just this once,” Annie pleaded.

A chill ran down Annie’s spine at the thought of the Williamses’ demise. None of the Silvers could accept such a fall from grace. Her heart pounded nervously as she waited for Joe to relent. However, he hung up mercilessly. The lack of a response was an answer in itself.

“Why was Joe the one who answered?” Sabrina asked, holding her breath. She only dared to speak after he hung up.

The two women hid in their bedroom while Grayson and several other Silvers discussed their next move. It was the first time Sabrina had encountered such a messy situation since marrying into the Silver family. “It’s not hard to guess. After we left, he called Skylar. They’re together now,” Annie said, her face pale.

Sabrina frowned. “I don’t understand how Skylar seduced Joe. How did she win his affection? She looks like a manipulative fox.”

“Stop it, Mom. Scolding them won’t change anything,” Annie sighed, her face devoid of color.

Sabrina scowled. “Almost two hours have passed. Why hasn’t Steven called you back?”

“He’s either busy or still asleep. He might have worked late last night,” Skylar said. She knew Steven; anyone might distance themselves from her or suspect her, but Steven wouldn't.

Annie felt nervous thinking about Steven’s unwavering trust in her. If Steven learned about last night, would he believe her explanation?

When Skylar woke up, she found herself in Joe’s arms. His heart pounded against her ear.

“You’re up?” Joe mumbled, his voice hoarse and sleepy. He had just woken up.

Skylar yawned, still exhausted. “I woke up hungry,” she replied. She had no idea how long she’d slept. Her soreness had subsided. Joe asked, “I’m hungry too. What do you want to eat?”

“Let’s get fondue,” Skylar answered lazily.

If hunger hadn’t woken her, she would have slept until nightfall. However, she had something important to do after eating.

Twenty minutes later, Skylar emerged from the bathroom and furiously scolded Joe. “Joe, eat that fondue yourself! I don’t want to see you for the next two days!”

She’d been disoriented when she woke up. Although she knew he’d been forceful, she only saw the full extent of it when she showered. Her lips were swollen, and there were marks on her body that, while seemingly alright in the morning, now looked terrifying. Her clothes couldn’t hide them. Skylar couldn’t leave the house like that!

Joe was in casual clothes, looking young and energetic. In contrast, Skylar looked like a seductive temptress who’d been thoroughly ravished by him.