"How come, I should be grateful for this reward."
After Lavinia was tossed over again, the whole person was already covered in sweat, and the broken hair near her ear was stuck together by sweat. She reached out and wiped the liquid from her mouth and smiled gently at Chris.
Rarely, there was no rebuttal to Chris's words.
Lavinia knew that the more she resisted, the crueler means would be used on her.
"Well, take a shower by yourself and wash down for dinner."
He pulled Lavinia up and looked at her smart eyes, for fear of losing control of himself and hurting her again. He only pinched Lavinia's peach-like hips and told her to go upstairs and tidy herself up.
The shower water washed Lavinia inside out. When she was thinking about Chris, she cried aloud in the bathroom with the cover of the sound of water.
She didn’t know what her relationship with Chris was now, and that phone call disturbed her mind.