However, his chest was like a wall, and she failed to push him away.
Gradually, Leo turned to be wild, and even if Irish had tried her best, she could not get rid of him. She ran out of her strength and beat him, but Leo grabbed her wrists to stop her from struggling. Irish felt pain in her wrists.
She was disheveled, her hair in a mess.
The buttons of her shirt were also loosened because she struggled.
Leo couldn't control himself and began to kiss her chin.
Irish was pressed against the cold wall, but Leo's warm chest clung to her.
A sense of cold spread over her body, but she could not move or make a sound. Leo's heavy breath hovered over her head, and his hands hurt her.
It also happened once before, but this time Irish felt so desperate.
When she exerted her effort to struggle, Leo's hot breath was like a needle pricking into her head. A scene flashed in front of her eye. It was a gloomy scene.
She could see a blurry scene where a craggy face hid there, and the grim laughter reverberated beside her ears.
Irish felt her head buzzing, and she was suffering from the pain.
"Let me go," shouted Irish. She exerted herself and pushed him away.
She was clear about what he was going to do with her, and she was frightened. A sense of fear raised from the bottom of her heart.
Leo almost lost his control, and he was determined not to let her go. He rushed to her, then held her waist, dropped her on the couch, and leaned over her.
"Get away from me. Don't touch me," yelled Irish, her face pale.
However, Leo was getting more agitated seeing this. Her fear and repellent stimulated him, so he reached out his hands to her without hesitation.
Irish was getting increasingly frightened when she felt his hands over her bosom.
She kept shouting, and her voice was hoarse.
Suddenly, she heard a knock outside the door. Finally, the door was forced open.
"Leo, what are you doing?" Irish heard an exasperated voice.
And then Leo was pulled up, and Irish saw a man's fist slamming into Leo's face.
In the next second, she heard something break into pieces.
Irish's brain was in a mess, and she didn't know what had happened. And she even forgot to get up from the couch.
It was chaotic there.
Someone stepped toward her and then held her in his arms
It was not until Irish realized it was Joseph. She looked up at him while her face was so pale.
Joseph also looked serious, and his face was dark with rage.
He repressed his lips into a thin line, and he clenched one of his hands into a fist. His features were strongly defined, and it was easy to tell his rage from his eyes.
Joseph was like a raging lion, and his eyes blazed with fury. Joseph held Irish and fastened her buttons.
When Irish was surrounded by his wooden fragrance, Irish held him tightly and couldn't help trembling.
"I am here. I am here. Don't be afraid," said Joseph softly, but he still tried his best to hold back his rage.
Irish was like a drowning woman, while Joseph was her driftwood. She didn't want to let him go, but she was still unable to cry. She kept trembling, and her teeth were chattering.
Joseph held her in his arms, and he could feel her fear.
His nerves angrily rose because he didn't expect to see such a scene.
When he heard the sound from the phone, Joseph felt that Irish must come to get even with Leo.
Joseph rarely came to Key Group, so he made a hurried journey without stopping.
Although Joseph hardly came here, he behaved refined and civilly. Still, it was different this time because when he arrived, Joseph found that the employees were whispering to one another, so he rushed to Leo's office regardless of others' obstruction.
To his surprise, many people were watching at the door.
Although the door was closed, Joseph could still hear the woman's screams.
Joseph was burning with anxiety, and he broke in without hesitation. But then he saw a scene that he would never forget.
Leo was leaning over Irish when he broke in.
Joseph was unable to bear that, and he wanted to kill Leo.
The employees and Leo's assistant dared not to stop Joseph when he punched Leo. Leo's mouth was bleeding, but he didn't fight back. Instead, Leo just put his clothes in order and then sneered at Joseph.
"Leo, remember why I beat you today. It is because you behaved in a filthy manner," said Joseph in a cold voice.
"Joseph, there is still a long way to go. Just wait and see," Leo snorted.
Joseph squinted at Leo, and his face was filled with rage.
Joseph looked back and took a glimpse at the onlookers at the door. "If any of you tell the paparazzi what happened here today, I am not going to let it pass, so you better behave yourself well," Joseph told them coldly.
Those onlookers hastily ran away.
It was said that the CEO of Runestone Group always kept his word, and now it seemed that it was true. He was born with such dignity.
"And you." Joseph looked at Leo again.
Leo sneered, "Joseph, please take care of your own business."
Joseph looked serious.
After a great while, he held Irish tightly and said with a low voice, "Let's go."
Irish's feet were weak, and walking was difficult for her.
Joseph held her directly and walked out of the Key Group while most eyes were on them.
****
Joseph sent her back home.
Mia was doing the cleaning. She was frightened as she saw Joseph holding Irish. She immediately asked what had happened.
Joseph just ordered her to take a glass of water for Irish and held Irish into the bedroom directly.
Nestled in the bed, Irish was still trembling. She didn't say anything as she was so afraid. Her face was as pale as one without any blood. She could only clench Joseph's shirt and wasn't willing to release her hands.
Joseph just let her do that. The anger in his eyes turned to be pitiful. He touched her head lightly and called her name softly.
Irish seemed not to hear it, and her eyes only showed nervousness.
Mia took a glass of water for Irish. At this time, she noticed Irish's pale look, and she was startled by it. However, she dared not to ask more.
Joseph said that Mia had no need to clean the house and she could leave directly. Mia was concerned about Irish but had to follow the order, so she just left Hampton directly.
"Have some water," He took the glass and served it to her.
Irish finally had a response. She turned to look at him for a long time. Her expression made Joseph feel more pitiful for her. He just said softly, "Sorry. I should have been there earlier."
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