A Night with Her Cruel Mate

Jean felt frustrated. When Terence unbuttoned her shirt, she intentionally brushed her body against his hand.

Her body trembled as his hand grazed her skin. She looked up to meet his gaze, but found a passive expression on his face.

She began to wonder if she was unattractive to him.

"Then... I'll go take a shower now." Jean took a deep breath. She wasn't going to give up now that she had an opportunity. The only problem was she didn't know how to continue it.

"Go ahead. I'll wait for you here," Terence nodded impassively.

"It might be better if you wait for me in my room," Jean boldly said. "The ointment is in there."

"Isn't it inconvenient for you?" Terence scratched his head hesitantly.

"There is nothing inconvenient about this," Jean said. "The bathroom isn't made of transparent glass."

"Ok, then." Without thinking too much about it, Terence willingly followed her upstairs. He assumed that he was just going to help her apply the ointment.

Jean stayed in Julia's old room. Although the interior design didn't change as much, Terence felt a different atmosphere the moment he entered the room.

When his eyes came across the bed in the middle of the room, Julia's face suddenly flashed in his mind.

He shook his head and tried to get rid of the image.

Jean had been in the bathroom for almost half an hour. While waiting, Terence read a magazine on the sofa. Suddenly, Jean cried out, "Terence... Terence..."

"What's wrong?" Terence quickly closed the magazine and looked up at the bathroom's direction.

closet." Jean summoned all the courage she had to call his name. Terence approached the bathroom

pushed it open and stuffed the towel through

She was annoyed and angry that he wasn't getting the

"Oh, my God!"

of this rare opportunity, Jean deliberately fell on the floor. When he heard the noise, Terence pushed the door wide open and entered the

covered her private parts. Deep

blush a deep shade of red, proving that

Terence quickly turned

pretended to rub her ankle and pouted, "The bathroom is too slippery. I think I sprained

still move?" he asked, still not turning around to face

a deep breath, Jean hissed in

forgive me." With a deep breath, he turned around and lifted her from the floor. In a rush, he

was very proud of what was happening. She was enjoying herself

go of him when he placed her on the bed. She locked her arms around his neck in attempts

the bed,

was jumping with joy inside. She looked at him. "I'm so stupid. I can't believe that I slipped after taking a shower. If you

Terence stood up straight and caught

different from Julia's body. Her smell was lighter

first," Terence said flatly, and then turned

upset at what he was doing. With a silent huff, she put her silk pajamas

the ointment?" Terence

bedside table," Jean

and carefully applied the ointment on her

left the room. Dumbfounded, Jean wanted to chase after him. However, she had to stay put. Otherwise he