You Still Have the Cheek to Wear Clothes?

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Harris walked out and smiled gently when he saw her. "You're back? It must be a tiring day. Sit down and have a rest first."

Viola didn't move at all, "Dad, why is Chris here?"

And he was tied up naked.

Harris sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs, and looked at her, "Viola, don't you understand? He's had an affair. He betrayed you, and I caught him in bed right on the spot."

Of course, Viola knew that her father didn't do this just to help her see through Chris. It was not that simple.

She suppressed her anger and turned to the man in front of her, asking coldly, "Tell me, why did you do this?"

Viola's gloomy and terrifying face frightened the woman at the side so much that she kept shrinking towards Chris's embrace. "Chris, I'm afraid ... I want to wear clothes ... Ah!"

"You still have the cheek to wear clothes?!"

The woman was completely dumbfounded by Viola's slap, and she cried even harder.