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 intention of

face, causing blood to trickle from the corner of Evelyn’s mouth.

caught off guard, not expecting Maura to be violent.

gone too far!” Maura cried.

are the homewrecker! Mark my words, what

he could cheat again.

picked up her phone

documents from Hill

Huston meant stepping into a beautiful trap, at least

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

***

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

swimming pools, the villa occupied the entire mountainside. Evelyn

a fitting home for Huston, a ruthless business

the front door of the villa, she could feel panic creeping in. She stood to

open. Huston, still wearing the same shirt as earlier, asked

layout of the house was surprisingly rather simple, not very extravagant.

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

cook?” Huston suddenly asked out

Evelyn nodded.

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

something for dinner, then.”

in disbelief. “What? Me?”

“Mhm.”

to know what Evelyn was thinking; she wore her emotions

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