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?”

realize that he was seething

face, causing blood to trickle from the corner

not

too far!” Maura cried.

the homewrecker! Mark my words, what goes around,

once, he could cheat again. Maura wouldn’t be

picked up her phone and

documents from Hill Villa, Evelyn departed

deal with Huston meant stepping into a beautiful trap,

was ahead of her, she would never return to this place again.

***

the gate of Royal Villa, even more grand and affluent

gardens and swimming pools, the villa occupied

fitting home for Huston, a ruthless business tycoon.

the villa, she could feel panic creeping in. She stood to take a

door suddenly swung open. Huston, still wearing the same shirt as earlier,

reality, Evelyn stepped inside. The layout of the house was surprisingly rather simple, not very extravagant.

worth millions at auction. Three of these paintings hung on the wall, their collective value probably surpassing

suddenly asked out of the blue.

Evelyn nodded.

studying abroad alone, she always cooked for herself. And during her one–year stint as

for dinner, then.”

disbelief. “What?

“Mhm.”

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

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