His Unveiled Passion novel Chapter 147

Jacqueline was lifted by someone. After walking for a while, they threw her down hard.

She hit the metal floor with a force that sent pain shooting through her body. She broke into a cold sweat, feeling as if her bones were about to shatter.

Her mouth was gagged, so she couldn't make a sound. Fear took over, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

Then, she heard someone walking toward her.

A zipper slid open, and the bag covering her head was yanked off.

Her hair was a mess, and her eyes filled with terror. She tried to speak, but all that came out were muffled sounds. She looked completely terrified.

The man said, "Our leader told me to yank that bag off your head. If you suffocate, we'll have a hard time explaining it to Mr. Jacobson."

Then, he flashed her a disgusting smirk and ran his eyes over her. "You're quite pretty, but I can't touch you right now. Otherwise, I'd definitely have some fun with you."

Jacqueline's face went pale, and her body trembled even harder.

The man walked away soon after.

She heard the sound of waves and turned toward a small window. Through it, she saw the endless stretch of ocean. That was when it hit her—she was on a ship.

The ship rocked violently, making her dizzy and nauseous. She had never been on a ship like this before, and the motion sickness was unbearable. Before she knew it, she was throwing up.

But no one came to clean it up. The putrid smell of vomit lingered in the cramped space, making her reek.

She couldn't believe Stephen hated her this much. Even if he intended to bring her back, how could he throw her onto a ship like this? Did he really feel nothing for her anymore?

Jacqueline curled up in the corner, hugging her knees. The thoughts swirling in her mind only deepened her sorrow, and tears rolled down her face.

That night, the man opened the door and tossed something onto the floor. "Cover yourself. Don't freeze to death."

Then, he shut the door again.