NovelEnglishChapter 154 "Grandpa, I'm heading to Aunt's place today," Citrine said, glancing at Weston with a look of relief, as if a heavy weight had been lifted off her shoulders.
Weston simply stared back at her, speechless.
Was playing chess with him really that torturous? Once they left the old Carmichael estate, Saldrove Citrine back to the Everly family's house.
Both were in good spirits at least, until someone blocked their path at the front door.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Salome, you can't go in." A woman stood there, arms outstretched, panic written all over her face as she blocked Salome's way.
It was Mabel Everly, Derrick Everly's younger sister and Salome's sister-in-law. Mabel had never liked Salome, but by now, Salwas used to it.
Who knew what nonsense she was up to today? Annoyed, Salshoved her aside. "This is my house. Why shouldn't I be able to go in?" Mabel looked even more flustered. "I mean it-you just can't go in right now." What exactly are you hiding? Salome's eyes narrowed as a chilling suspicion dawned on her. She shot Mabel a cold glare. "Move." Then, lowering her voice, she turned to Citrine and said gently, "Citrine, Auntie needs to take care of something. Why don't you head to my room and wait for me?" "Okay." Citrine guessed something must've happened at Salome's house and nodded without hesitation. Salsignaled a maid to take Citrine upstairs to her room, then strode straight towards Derrick's bedroom. She was barely at the door when she heard the heavy, ragged breathing of a man, mixed with the sultry, uninhibited moans of a woman.
Those sounds... they were too ecstatic to mistake.
Without hesitation, Salpushed the door open.
The scene was unmistakable: clothes scattered across the floor, a man and a woman tangled together on the bed, kissing as if the rest of the world had ceased to exist. Salinstantly spotted the deep red scratches raking down Derrick's back.
Her heart clenched painfully.
The couple turned at the sound of the door. The woman, unfazed, casually grabbed a sheet and draped it over their bodies.
Derrick, meanwhile, looked anything but guilty. He shot Sala venomous glare. "Why are you back now? Way to ruin the mood." Only after his words did he bother to disentangle himself from the woman.
She couldn't help but let out a lingering moan, then pouted and swatted Derrick's arm. "You're so rough. That hurt." Neither of them seemed the least bit ashamed as they slowly pulled their clothes back on, ignoring Salas if she were invisible.
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"Are you two disgusting or just shameless?" Salome's hands shook at her sides, fists clenched tight, She'd suspected something, but seeing it with her own eyes still brought a fresh stab of pain. Swallowing her tears, she snapped at Derrick, "If you want to fool around, fine, but we agreed that none of your filth comes back to this house." "Salome, Derrick and I love each other," the woman protested, her eyes filling with tears. "I know you don't like me, but you can't talk aboutlike that." "Pathetic," Salspat, striding forward and slapping the woman hard across the face.
The woman's expression twisted in pain as she clutched her cheek and huddled in Derrick's arms, whimpering, "Derrick, she hit me. It really hurts."
Derrick's eyes blazed with fury as he shielded the woman behind him.
"Salome, Whow dare you lay & finger on a on Dajsy!". Without warning, he kicked Salhard in the chest, snarling, "I swear, I'll kill you!"
Salcrashed to the floor, gasping for breath. Derrick wasn't finished-he stormed over, grabbed her by the collar, and straddled her, landing slap and St after slap across her face like a man possessed. That was the scene Citrine walked in on.
Her face went pale. Without thinking, she rushed forward and kicked Derrick off Salome. "Get away from her!"
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