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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.

because he truly cultivated at her

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

and it

thought it would be better if he had slept with her

roared

I don't even know how to have

Can you prove that? How can you prove that you are

dumbfounded with

know how to

he couldn't win Hazel in argument. Thus, he got frustrated, took out

If you don't believe me, I can't prove it and you can do whatever you want. Take this and report me to the police. I would rather not to

up the police certificate, Hazel looked at it again and again. Then, she

"Oh, it's you!"

friendly and set aside what she had said. She patted Bradley's shoulder like a good friend and

you. I'm very grateful to you for helping me that day

don't deserve your

Bradley rolled his eyes.

her eyebrows and thought that if she had slept with someone last night, she would have

was at

...

day in the police station, she found

What a pure officer!

didn't care why she woke up in a man's house any longer. She smiled mischievously, and gently hit Bradley's shoulder with her shoulder,

didn't recognize you just now. If I had recognized you, I wouldn't have doubted you. 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.

said, Bradley didn't know whether to

at Hazel

STDs and condoms. It seems you're

it. I am just

chuckled. Suddenly, she

you were

This embarrassed Bradley.

blushed when

mad woman about it. Now, I am

kind

who always flirts with others

"I ... I..."

face flushed. He lowered his

looked down at him and tried to looked him in

truth. Are you a virgin

Hazel called him 'little boy' rather

he thought it

am still

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

...

he was a worrier who was ready

hugged one of his arms