"After the party will be over, I am going on a two-day tour. You have two nights and three days." He placed his cold palm on her wet cheek, wiping her tears.
"Don't cry. I am calling you for the first time, from the second time, you will leave him and come to me. You will enjoy my hands on your body with a satisfactory smile." He smirked.
Jane Dover bit her lips tighter to tolerate his words.
When he noticed defeat in her tearful eyes, he understood that she had nothing to argue with.
He left her and turned back to leave, "You remember my suite."
Jane Dover lowered her tearful eyes.
Vrinda Simard stopped at the door and looked at her with agitation. She was trembling in helplessness and shock. She was confused and scared.
"Remember to wear red inside."
Jane Dover raised her tearful eyes and looked at him pitifully. His gaze was dark. He turned back and left the hall.