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.

bring my towel. Can you 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 and hesitated before opening

gently pushed it open and stuffed the towel through

her eyes. She was annoyed and angry that he wasn't

"Oh, my God!"

the noise, Terence pushed the door wide open and entered the room to find Jean on

private parts.

blush a deep shade of

Terence quickly

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

he asked, still not turning around

deep breath, Jean hissed in an aggrieved

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

proud of what was happening. She was enjoying herself and hoped that it

locked her arms around his neck in attempts to make him fall

against the bed, avoiding

him. "I'm so stupid. I can't believe that I slipped after taking a shower. If you weren't

say that." Terence stood up straight and caught the

Julia's body. Her smell was lighter and more

first," Terence said flatly, and

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

ointment?" Terence calmly

in the bedside

walked over to retrieve the bottle and carefully applied the ointment on her hand,

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