I'm Not Jealous, Don't Be Ridiculous

A tear trickled down from the corner of Jocelyn's eye like a lustrous diamond.

"What did I do wrong to make you humiliate me like this?" Jocelyn broke down.

Although she knew that no one saw her embarrassing look, Jocelyn felt like her heart was being clenched tightly by a large hand. She was so uncomfortable that even breathing became difficult.

When Aren saw her crying, his fingers froze.

He wasn't sure why he was doing this, but when he saw Jocelyn afraid of him, he heard an evil voice talking to him.

The voice was guiding him to violate Jocelyn, to make her cry, and to make her reveal who she really was.

It was as if this could prove that Jocelyn was a liar and that she actually had feelings for him, and that she enjoyed the kiss as well.

However, it seemed like he had screwed up.

Aren was plagued by a strange frustration, but he refused to admit his mistake. He still kept a straight face and looked cold.