Even After Death by Lilting Champ

Molly undid the buttons.

When she saw the traces that woman had left on Yale's body, it wasn't hard to imagine the pain in her heart.

"Molly, I'm dirty.

Can you clean me, please?" Yale affectionately embraced Molly.

When the wind and snow outside died down, Yale reluctantly got up so that Molly could rest for a while longer.

But Molly insisted on getting up and preparing his clothes for him.

Unlike with Krystal, where Yale never left any marks on her, Molly's whole body was covered in red marks he had left behind.

Even after the affair, Yale carried Molly and cleaned her up.

He had no trace of falsehood toward Molly, only endless tenderness.

"Molly, just wait for me a while longer, okay? When I've obtained everything, no one will be able to threaten me.

When that happens, nothing will come between us anymore.

I'll marry you." Molly's eyes glistened with tears.

"Yale, can I truly live to see that day?" "You will I will never obey anyone's orders.

I will marry whoever I want to marry." Molly remained frowning.

"But I'm worried that if you stay with Ms.

Heath every day, you may develop feelings for her." "Molly, you're the only one I love.

I won't ever fall for a spoiled brat like Krystal.

done that if I wasn't trying to get closer

me some more time, alright?" "Okay,

I always trust you.

won't this be

Heath?" Yale sneered.

not

too kind, and you

in

Don't be scared of me,

I treasure the most

when I was on the bed with her, I could only continue when I've replaced her with you in my

I swear that I won't ever touch her again." Molly parted her lips, but in the end, she never said

I'm going to work

my assistant, and

too much

watched as Yale left, letting out a

touched her

could be pregnant with Yale's child, but her body wouldn't

that, she let out

wondered if she had truly gotten

possible? Molly couldn't be bothered to

she secretly went to

guest had arrived

It was Yale's assistant.

daily necessities, including Krystal's

time, Krystal experienced what it was like to be treasured by

"Ms.

are you free today?" the