Quarrel

She should have known that he would question where she had been right after her return, even though it was not his style.

If he hadn't seen Bentley hug her, he wouldn't be so angry.

"So what? Leroy, have you forgotten our relationship? Apart from the transaction, Leroy, we have nothing to do with each other!" Reyna tried her best to break free, but she failed.

Leroy straightway pushed her back into bed. He gazed at her so gruesomely that she couldn't help but shiver. "Yes, it's indeed a transaction, but have you followed the transaction rules?" While querying, he ran his fingertips from her clavicle to her chest. "Reyna, I've bought your body with money. How could you still expect to get off my bed and climb onto Bentley's?"

He stared at her, mocking her innocence and foolishness.

Every word of his speech was like a sharp knife piercing right into the soft spots that she was most unwilling to face.

She hurt so painfully that she sobered up to face the reality.