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.

all the courage she had to call his name. Terence approached the bathroom with the towel and

stuffed the

annoyed and angry that he wasn't getting

"Oh, my God!"

floor. When he heard the noise, Terence pushed the door wide open and entered the room to find Jean on

her private parts. Deep inside, she was secretly pleased that he barged

blush a deep shade of red, proving that she was attractive

are you?" Embarrassed, Terence quickly

pouted, "The bathroom is too slippery.

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

hissed in an aggrieved manner. "I

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

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

She locked her arms around his neck

the bed, avoiding body contact with

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

up straight and caught the scent of a woman's fragrance and frowned

Her smell was

on first," Terence said flatly,

he was doing. With a silent

is the ointment?" Terence calmly

bedside table," Jean

walked over to retrieve the bottle and carefully applied the

on her hand, he immediately left the room. Dumbfounded, Jean wanted to chase after him. However, she had to stay put. Otherwise he would discover that she