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.

get it for me, please? It's in the closet." Jean summoned all the courage she had to call his name. Terence approached the bathroom with the towel

it open and stuffed

was annoyed and angry

"Oh, my God!"

of this rare opportunity, Jean deliberately fell on the floor. When he heard the noise, Terence

and quickly covered her private parts. Deep inside, she

a deep shade of red, proving that she

Terence quickly

ankle and pouted, "The bathroom

he asked, still not turning

deep breath, Jean hissed in an aggrieved manner.

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

happening. She was enjoying herself and hoped

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

against the

pretended to blush with shyness, she 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 weren't here today, I don't know

and caught the scent of a woman's

Her

on first," Terence said flatly, and then turned around

upset at what he was doing. With a silent huff, she

ointment?"

the bedside

bottle and carefully applied the ointment on her hand, ignoring everything that had

wanted to chase after him. However, she had