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?”

glared at her. She cast a glance at Jerry, only to realize that he was seething with anger

rage, Maura slapped Evelyn across the face, causing blood

caught off guard, not expecting Maura to be

gone too far!” Maura cried.

asked. “You are the homewrecker! Mark

could cheat again. Maura wouldn’t be his last lover.

picked up her phone and left.

Hill Villa,

Huston meant stepping into a beautiful trap, at least she was leaving behind

her, she

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the gate of Royal Villa, even more grand and affluent than

and swimming pools, the villa occupied

a fitting home for Huston, a

door of the villa, she could feel

the same shirt as earlier, asked impatiently, “What’re you doing standing here?”

Evelyn stepped inside. The layout of the

a prominent artist, worth millions at auction. Three of these paintings hung on the wall, their collective value probably surpassing that of the entire Hill Villa.

suddenly asked out

Evelyn nodded.

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

for dinner,

blinked in disbelief. “What? Me?”

“Mhm.”

to know what Evelyn was thinking; she wore her emotions on her

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