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 a frightening

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

scythe of death was firmly

when she thought she was about to die, a blurry familiar figure, a man, swam towards

the shore, and when they were about to reach the finish line,

Blood.

blue seawater turned

remembered the man pushing her away and

dungeon, and she could

supposed to be devoured by the fish was alive, holding her hand, stepping on a

towards a romantic end of the world. The romance on the verge of

These words echoed in her heart like the morning bell, making her entire

shattered into countless pieces, disappearing

she was the only one standing on the staircase piled with bones, and this staircase was

her feet... came

sounded from outside, but Cheyenne was too engrossed to

for

door open himself. He was

velme

sweater, paired with Ang

fleece pants, and had

hair, exuding an

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

"Cheyenne."

the floor, then set the tray

closed the window, preventing the rain from drifting in

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

of

the child was very well-behaved, not causing any

wardrobe to find her socks, Cheyenne suddenly grabbed

did my grandfather really go on a

face showing a skeptical expression while her long eyelashes covered the loss

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