Chapter 610: I'm Sorry, Cheyenne, I Lied to You

Master Glenn gently sighed, continuing his previous actions. His deep voice whispered seductively in her ear, "Since you don't know, why not leave it all to me?"

Outside, the sound of music, conversations, and high heels tapping on the floor intertwined and grew restless, making one's heart race.

Separated by a floor and a door, the muffled voices in the room tickled like a small kitten.

"Master Glenn, be gentle."

"Is this gentle enough?"

"Ah! Mmm..."

"You're so delicate."

The man, who had appeared weak just moments ago, finally revealed his true colors. However... Kate was too late to refuse.

At this moment, she was already a prey in his mouth.

Onistead, TOP Business Hotel.

A woman stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, wearing a black oversized dress with a round collar. The lower end of the dress revealed a white pleated skirt, followed by slender ankles. The cold white color, the slender ankles, and the faint blue veins on the instep.

A gust of cold wind blew in through the window, sprinkling a few drops of rain on her hair.

The colored chiffon skirt and black fabric intertwined, making her figure appear slender and giving her an elegant vibe.

The rain in late autumn was pouring down since last night.

Cheyenne woke up a little after seven in the morning, and she hasn't worn any pajamas since then.

She casually put on a dress, walked barefoot to the window, and the fair fingers pulled open the curtains, watching the relentless raindrops outside.

She fell into a moment of contemplation.

she had

bound in a chaotic deep blue sea, slowly being submerged by the water, with sharks lurking around, ready to

of death was firmly placed at her

a man, swam towards her. She couldn't see his face or

and when they were about to reach the finish line, he was suddenly swallowed by

Blood.

deep blue

remembered the man pushing her away and calling her "Cheyenne"

and she could smell

supposed to be devoured by the fish was

like leading her towards a romantic end of the world. The romance on the verge of death left a deep impression

words echoed in her heart like the morning

shattered

one standing on the staircase piled with bones, and

beneath her feet... came back to

knock on the door sounded from outside, but Cheyenne was too engrossed to hear

waiting for her

himself. He was wearing a white

velme

sweater, paired with Ang

fleece pants, and had

exuding an elegance akin

were not exactly light, but Cheyenne remained motionless standing in front of the

"Cheyenne."

the floor, then set the tray he was carrying aside

closed the window, preventing the rain

here in the rain? You're pregnant now, and you can't be as willful as before. You need to take care

of

felt no cold, and the child

the wardrobe to find her socks, Cheyenne suddenly grabbed his arm, her eyes coldly staring at him.

my grandfather really go on

her face showing a skeptical expression while her long

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