Forrest threw Jessica to the bed roughly, causing her slight pain. She even seemed to have suffered a concussion.

Before she could come to her senses, Forrest had forcefully torn his shirt open and pressed his body against hers.

“Forrest, be more gentle.”

However, Forrest was drunk, and having been triggered by the beautiful view right in front of his eyes, he could not hear what she was saying.

He, instead, kept asking with an angry tone, “Let me ask you something. Have you ever been with other men, considering that you’re so desperate?

“You’ve been going all out to threaten me to marry you so that I can have fun with you, right? Now that I’m having fun with you, are you satisfied?

“I’m warning you. Don’t ever dress so provocatively in front of other men. Otherwise, I will never let you off.”

“…”

His cruel voice rang in Jessica’s ear for a long time. Jessica was sad at first, but she slowly turned numb.

She had no idea how long they were at it that night, but she eventually got so tired that she lost consciousness.

…..

up the next day, his head and

in the main bedroom, and it was not quite the same as the view he used to wake up to. The

tissue paper all over the floor were

his

he would lose control and become unlike

up in distress and headed toward

– one body towel and one face towel– on the towel rack. There were also some

door of the wardrobe.

 

a few seconds. Only then

now

a long time. Once he got

the range hood emanated

room, he spotted Jessica frying something with an apron tied around her waist. Then, as though some oil had splashed on her, the spatula

some memories in Forrest’s

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