Chapter 7 Quite Sensitive

Evelyn threw her phone away at the last moment.

“Why are you here, Evelyn?” Jerry’s eyes were filled with gloom.

Maura stepped out of the car, appearing surprised at first, but quickly adopted a smug expression.

To rub salt in the wound, Maura pulled down her collar, showing off her marks from earlier.

Ignoring her, Evelyn slapped Jerry hard across the face.

“That’s for my father!”

As Jerry stood in a daze, she slapped him again.

“That was for me!“.

“What the fuck! Are you out of your mind?!” He was in shock.

“YOU are out of your mind!” Evelyn glared at him, her eyes red with anger. “All your feelings were fake when my father was being investigated, weren’t they? And you think I’ll beg to sleep with you? Not in your dreams! I don’t want herpes!”

Maura’s face darkened upon hearing this. She strutted over in her high heels, “Are you insulting me, bitch?”

“Oh, you had to ask?” She coldly curled her lips. “Do I have to call you a slut to your face?”

only to realize that he was seething with anger but showed no

fit of rage, Maura slapped Evelyn across the face, causing blood to trickle from the corner of

was caught off guard, not expecting Maura

you’ve gone too far!” Maura

Evelyn asked. “You are the homewrecker! Mark

Jerry could cheat once, he could cheat again.

picked up her phone and left.

Hill

meant stepping into a beautiful trap, at least she was leaving behind a dreadful nightmare.

ahead of her, she would

***

arrived at the gate of Royal

and swimming pools, the villa occupied the entire mountainside. Evelyn couldn’t fathom the

for Huston, a

to the front door of the villa, she could feel panic creeping

suddenly swung open. Huston, still wearing the same shirt as earlier, asked impatiently, “What’re

The layout of the house was surprisingly rather

at auction. Three of these paintings hung on

cook?” Huston suddenly asked out of the blue.

Evelyn nodded.

years studying abroad alone, she always cooked for herself. And during her

something for dinner, then.”

disbelief. “What? Me?”

“Mhm.”

know what Evelyn was thinking; she wore her emotions on her sleeve.

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