CHAPTER 90;

　　Even if he had a strong will, he still found it hard to control himself at the moment.

　　After the suffering, the woman in his arms was even more beautiful and seductive. She was now like a bottle of top-grade red wine, and he could hardly hold back the desire to get drunk.

　　He took a deep breath, pinched her chin and controlled her kissing lips.

　　Her voice was already hoarse, like a taut string.

　　“Be a good girl, and then I’ll give it to you, okay?”

　　Zoe looked at him with her misty eyes. She seemed to understand what he meant and nodded obediently.

　　Henry then carried her into the bedroom and put her on the bed.

　　Zoe’s clothes had been torn into pieces, but her trousers were still intact.

　　Henry gently took off her clothes and examined her wounds carefully. Except for her hands, there were only some bruises on her body. She was in a good condition.

　　He breathed a sigh of relief and pulled the quilt to wrap her in case she caught a cold.