Chapter 1388: Taking Her First Time

These photos were nothing else but secretly taken by Jesse Rowan.

They were very explicit.

"Jesse Rowan, you son of a bitch!" Joan Harry cursed as she burst into tears.

Raised with good manners, even her swearing sounded feeble.

It was the first time in her life she had encountered such a calamity, as if she had fallen from heaven into hell, and everything had lost its color.

"Delete the photos, delete them all." Joan Harry reached out, attempting to snatch them away.

Jesse Rowan smiled, his face clean, like a white fox.

He held a cigarette in one hand and turned off his phone with the other.

"Miss, if you're not with me, do you think I can't indulge in the photos by myself? These past few days alone could fuel memories for a lifetime. When I'm old, I'll remember I once had such a woman, with skin as soft as cream and hands tender as young shoots."

Jesse Rowan was lost in the memories of those days.