His feelings for her oscillated between love and hatred. He wanted her, but he couldn't get erase the feelings of resentment for her family. After all, Celia was the daughter of the man who had destroyed Hans's family. And so began their story fueled by his thirst for vengeance. It was not until the day he saw her lying in the pool of blood did he finally realize that he couldn't live without her. Now she had given him a naughty son and it was his turn to pay back the debt of love. Find out how their story unfolds in Naughty Boy: Pay For Love, Daddy.
"Celia Su! Come out!"
Celia Su hadn't slept well all night. Now she was rudely awakened by the commotion from downstairs. She sat up in bed looking haggard, especially without any makeup.
'That sounds like Lina. Why is she here so early in the morning?
Didn't she have her pre-wedding photo-shoot today?' The thought of the wedding sent a jab of pain to her heart. She pursed her lips and tried to push that thought away from her mind.
"Miss Lina, Miss Celia hasn't woken up yet."
"Fuck off! Where is that bitch?"
When Celia Su opened the door, the muffled sounds of the angry voice became clearer.
Clad in a fiery red dress, Lina You angrily stomped up the stairs in her three-inch-high heels. Her hatred for Celia Su shone in her eyes.
Celia Su asked indifferently,
"What's the matter?"
Lina You gnashed her teeth. Her face was as red as her dress and her gaze dropped straight to Celia's flat stomach.
"You are such a shameless woman! You secretly had a baby with Hans?
If you think that will stop me from marrying him, dream on!"
Lina You spat.
Celia's expression changed. She gave Cassie, who had followed Lina, an embarrassed look.
This change in Celia's expression made Lina even more furious. She raised her hand and slapped her hard.
Cassie exclaimed, "Miss Celia!"
The force of the slap jolted Celia and she staggered a bit. She quickly reached out to grasp the railing for support.
It all happened so fast that she couldn't even dodge the slap. But this didn't quell Lina's anger. Instead, it deepened her hatred.
"Get lost!"
Lina screamed at Cassie, who was trying to help Celia. After Celia signaled Cassie to leave, she turned around and went downstairs.
A tense silence hung in the air.
"Did he tell you?"
Celia asked in a low voice, suppressing her sadness.
Lina was stunned momentarily but then she smiled smugly and said,
"Of course! Hans never hides anything from me. He said that you should have an abortion within three days and then leave the villa. If you don't do that, he will hire a group of men to rape you until you have the abortion."
Her cruel words pierced through Celia's heart like a blade. Her face turned pale.
Somewhere deep down, she believed that Hans Pei was capable of doing something so ghastly.
He could do anything for the sake of revenge. Fear gripped her heart and she tightened her hold on the handrail until her knuckles turned white.
"Celia, do you really think that Hans will fall in love with you? Mark my words; it will never happen. And I'll tell you one more thing: he loathes you because of his mother's death.
If you don't abort the baby, your lover, Ryan, will also be dead. Maybe you don't know the real reason your brother, Joe, was addicted to drugs. It was all Hans's doing. You are so stupid to think that he would save Joe. Now just wait and watch; Ryan's fate will be worse than Joe's!"
Celia's face fell and she looked broken. Seeing this, Lina's anger faded and was replaced by joy.
She was determined to not allow Celia to steal her man and ruin her happiness.
Celia, on the other hand, was feeling suffocated.
She remembered the gut-wrenching sight of her brother at the height of his addiction. His face was twisted in agony as he spoke his parting words. "Celia, promise me you won't fall in love with him!"
'My brother must have known that Hans was responsible for his condition!'
Her heart was pounding as blood rushed to her head. She bit her lip as she contemplated this awful reality. A deep voice came from the door. "Lina? Are you there?"
Celia forced herself to calm down.
Taking a deep breath, she raised her head confidently and met his deep black eyes.
Hans Pei narrowed his eyes and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.
Lina's tone went from nasty to charming as she asked, "Hans, what are you doing here? I thought you were waiting for me at the wedding dress shop."
Lina stepped towards him while pushing Celia out of the way.
Celia had been staring at Hans Pei in a daze. Pain and determination reflected in her eyes as she loosened her grip on the handrail and shot Hans a meaningful look. Then she leaped forward and rolled down the steps.
Hans gasped and exclaimed, "Celia!"
He dashed to the staircase, but it was too late to save her.
Celia hit the ground and a bolt of pain shot through her belly. She slowly opened her eyes and looked up at Hans, who was holding her in his arms with a worried expression.
He was flustered and anxious. "Celia, I'll take you to the hospital right away."
Her heart was torn apart.
Celia shook her head with difficulty and a sad smile appeared on her face. She spoke slowly,
"The baby is gone. If this still doesn't satisfy you, then I will end my life too, okay?"
Hans stiffened and looked down in panic. There was a stream of bright red blood spreading out between her slender, fair thighs.
A sense of grief and anger overwhelmed him.
"Celia, did you do it on purpose?"
he questioned her sharply.
With tears forming in her heavy eyelids, Celia spoke with difficulty,
"Your family was destroyed by Ned and so you loathed him. Now that he is dead, and you even ruined the Xu Family, you have got your vengeance. This child was just an accident. Since you don't want it, I ended its life. However, this has nothing to do with the Xu Family and Ryan."
Hans was shocked.
"You know everything?"
he asked in a stiff voice.
"Yes, and I hate myself for not knowing earlier. If I had known all this in the beginning, I would have never fallen in love with you, let alone kill my brother who loved me so much. You are so cruel to deceive me,"
Celia said, trying her best to fight the feeling of unconsciousness, which was tugging at her.
Hans had turned pale. He held Celia tightly in his arms, unable to find the right words. All he could muster was, "Celia."
All the hatred and resentment drained out of his heart. He was distressed and his tears blurred the sight of the blood flowing from her legs.
Celia gasped slightly. She stared at him with empty eyes. She had stopped feeling the pain and the fear, and was only left with a suffocating coldness.
"Stop pretending to care about me now! Aren't you going to marry Lina? I'll step out of your way once and for all by ending my life along with my child's."
Darkness enveloped her and she closed her eyes and fell into a coma.
"Celia!"
Hans shook the unconscious woman in his arms violently.
When he saw the pool of blood growing between her thighs, he was horrified. There was only one thought in his mind, which was to save her and the baby at any cost!
"Celia! Mr. Hans, this..."
"Tell the driver to bring the car and take us to the hospital immediately!"
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