NovelEnglishChapter150
In Rolls-Royce, there was the scent of a woman's perfume.
No need to say, it was definitely Margaret's.
As Valerie thought about it, Margaret had just left in this car, and she felt nauseous.
She pressed against the car door, trying to curl up as much as possible.
Terrence got on the car and saw Valerie with a disgusted look on her face, as if there was something dirty in his
car.
Looking at Valerie's shoes again, they seemed even more conspicuous.
He slammed the car door shut.
Valerie was startled and before she could react, her legs were lifted up.
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“What were you doing?”
Valerie was a bit confused.
The next second, her sports shoes were taken off, revealing her smooth and adorable feet.
Without understanding what Terrence was going crazy about, the man suddenly bent down, his pitch-black eyes
staring intensely into hers..
Valerie's breath hitched; her gaze fixed tightly on the face just inches away.
She was an adult and understood very well the burning intensity in Terrence’s deep eyes, but she wasn’t worried
at all.
After all...
Terrence used to find her dirty.
However,
Terrence suddenly bent down and firmly grasped her red lips, fiercely grinding them.
Soon, he was no longer satisfied with such superficial attempts, but instead he embarked on a bold and
ambitious campaign.
His movements were both swift and domineering.
Valerie was completely defenseless.
Like a banana tree on the branch, it could only endure the baptism of rainwater.
And her sobbing and struggling were the final resistance.
“Terrence... you... you let go! Let go of me!”
Valerie's resistance, however, seemed to act as a catalyst, intensifying the crimson in Terrence’s eyes.
He reached out and crossed Valerie's hands.
On the other hand, the hand pulled with force.
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“Rip-"
Valerie's dress was torn.
The skin exposed to the air instantly developed tiny goosebumps.
Her heart sank.
A tear silently slid down from the corner of the
eye.
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Terrence saw her tears, and impatience gnawed at his heart like ants. He impatiently lifted Valerie's chin and
asked, “Do you hate it when | touch you like this?”
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