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

gently pushed it open and stuffed the

her eyes. She was annoyed and angry

"Oh, my God!"

the floor. When he heard the noise, Terence pushed the door wide open and entered

pain and quickly covered her private parts. Deep inside, she was secretly pleased that

a deep shade of red, proving that she

Embarrassed, Terence quickly turned his back to

bathroom is

you still move?" he asked, still not

breath, Jean hissed in an

lifted her from

what was happening. She was enjoying herself and

on the bed. She locked her arms around his neck in attempts to make

Terence supported himself against the bed, avoiding body contact

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

don't have to say that." Terence stood up straight and caught

different from Julia's body. Her smell was lighter and

said flatly, and then turned around

at his back, upset at what he was doing. With a silent

is the ointment?" Terence

the bedside table,"

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

he finished applying it 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 was