Chapter 137

"You…you…what are you going to do?" Ovan did not answer her, but looked at her with his head bowed. Janelle avoided his gaze. "The food is ready. It's time to eat." Ovan hooked his hand around her chin and forced her to look into his eyes. His eyes were deep and cold. Janelle became nervous and asked cautiously, "Aren't you happy?" Ovan remained silent. Janelle became even more uneasy. "Is it because of Ava? She has no father since she was born. She may have mistaken you for her father. Don't worry, I'll…” “Did he…did Marco not really touch you that night?" She did not understand what he meant. She stared at him for a few seconds. “You mean..." She became anxious, as if she understood what he was referring to. At that time, she fainted. When she woke up, her clothes were taken off, and the buttons of her pants were undone. The only thing she was sure of was that she was not raped. As for what Marco had done to her when she was in a coma, she didn't know. She looked directly into Ovan’s