Corey, Marry Me

Corey frowned as he watched Hazel unbutton her clothes.

Suddenly, Corey reached out and grabbed Hazel's hair, roughly pressing her down on the back seat.

"Do you think you can seduce me by doing this?"

Hazel shook her head. Her scalp ached from Corey's pull and her watery eyes were teary. She wanted to explain, but she couldn't.

"Who sent you to get close to Kara?"

"No, no," Hazel said the word with difficulty.

"You have extraordinary acupuncture skills. It's possible that you're just a freshman. Hey, tell the truth when I have a little patience, or you'll regret it badly!"

Corey's eyes were red with his emotions blurred by his glasses.

However, Corey was hideously stone cold.

The more anxious Hazel became, the less she could explain. She could only stare at Corey with tearful eyes.

Hazel pointed at the mark on her shoulder with her trembling finger.

Knowing what Hazel meant, Corey gazed at her shoulder and several red orchids came into his view.