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Hazel grabbed Bradley's vest, but her hand was shaking and looked nerveless. Thus, she had to let go of it and furiously pointed at the tip of his nose.

"Tell me!"

"Hazel, what do you want me to say? You are even sharper than an interrogator."

"Tell me! Do you have STDs or AIDS?"

"What?" (⊙_⊙)

In a second, Bradley was broad awake, as though he had been doused in icy water.

"STDs? AIDS? Who are you talking about?"

...

"Of course, it's you! Do you have STDs or AIDS? Tell me the truth! I will be lenient with those who confess, but if you lie to me, I will kill you."

"It seems you got my text...."

Bradley muttered.

"Answer me!" Hazel roared again, and Bradley could feel a kind of ringing in his ears.

"Well, you are the boss. Hazel, I don't have any STD or AIDS. I even don't have a chance to catch them."

He had never had sex with a woman before, and never had he seen a woman's naked body. Therefore, how could he have those kinds of diseases?

Hazel rolled her eyes and continued to ask in a professional manner,

"Did you wear a condom last night?"

"Condom?" Bradley was shocked again. He widened his eyes and looked at Hazel in disbelief, "What do you mean? Why did I have to wear a condom?"

"Damn! You piece of shit! You slept with me, but you didn't wear a condom! I never thought of you as a prostitute with no standards!"

Hazel got irritated and kept slapping Bradley in the face. In order not to get hit, Bradley flinched like a mouse.

"Stop! Please don't hit me anymore!"

Seeing Hazel was going crazy and words couldn't calm her down, Bradley had no choice but to reach out and grab her hands.

"Stop, you little bitch! You're even fierier than women in the police station! I can't stand you anymore! Let me tell you. I didn't sleep with you last night, so I needn't wear a condom. Don't assume anything. What a paranoid you are!"

Hazel glared at Bradley. He was good-looking and looked honest, so she thought he wasn't lying.

'Moreover, why does this guy look sort of familiar?'

'He does look familiar!'

"Stop lying! You brought me back because you wanted to sleep with me, didn't you? Who can prove that you didn't touch me? After all, I'm a beautiful girl. Nobody will think you could leave me alone on your bed."

These words could also be interpreted as "If you don't want to sleep with me, you are belittling my charisma!"

...

Bradley blushed and stuttered.

cultivated at her snow-white

"No, I didn't...."

it means you're

if he had slept with her

Bradley roared

know how to

Can you prove that? How can you prove that you

dumbfounded with eyes open

know how to

he had a glib tongue, he couldn't win Hazel in argument. Thus, he got frustrated, took out his police certificate

you with it that I didn't sleep with you. If you don't believe me, I can't prove it and

the police certificate, Hazel looked at it again and again. Then, she looked towards Bradley who was angry, and

"Oh, it's you!"

said. She patted Bradley's shoulder

helping me that day at the police station. I was just trying to

deserve your gratitude like

Bradley rolled his eyes.

she had slept with someone last night, she would have some memories. However, she couldn't

was at least

...

the police station, she found this officer

What a pure officer!

woke up in a man's house any longer. She smiled

To be honest, you've left a very good impression on me. Please don't be angry. After all, you have learned a lot of things from me this time. From now on, you'll hesitate

Bradley didn't

glanced at Hazel and

said something like STDs and condoms. It seems you're an expert in

just

and chuckled. Suddenly, she widened her

you were still a

This embarrassed Bradley.

blushed when

told this mad woman about it. Now, I

what kind

with others can actually

"I ... I..."

his

witch, looked down at him and tried

the truth. Are you a virgin

Hazel called him 'little boy' rather than

he thought it sounded

I am still

you laugh at me, I won't care anymore. I am

...

acted as if he was a worrier who was ready to

then hugged one of his arms