Chapter 248 Morbid Persistence

"Are you hurt?"

The hand around her waist seemed to be aggressively plundered.

"Honey, you will feel better soon."

She was forced to look at him, but his eyes were full of gentleness even if he was still angry.

Hypocrisy and tenderness were two of his usual tricks.

How could she be moved?

As she put on her hands on his shoulder, she felt her body become lighter and lighter, and her vision became blurred.

After that, he took her to the bathroom.

When he held her and kissed her in the shower, she felt powerless, but her eyes were cold and rejective.

"Carlos, do you know what you just did? Violence! "

She couldn't say a word anymore. Carlos held her in his arms, but suddenly laughed wickedly and coldly.

"Celia, what are you talking about? Do you know what force is? "

He held her up and smiled even more evilly.

Celia Ling only had one boyfriend, Ron, in the past few years.

Others had been together for many times and were quite close.

But for Ron. She felt uncomfortable. He wanted to kiss her, but she refused him for various reasons sometimes.

Celia Ling even had a strong aversion to getting along with men, especially intimate ones.

She remembered that Christmas night, when her classmates were drinking together, she was a little tipsy, as if she was carried to bed.

Then, when she opened her eyes again, what she was scared of happened. She saw that Ron was kissing her.

Ron was not as gentle as usual. The heavy breath of his kiss smelled like a strong sexual sense, which frightened Celia.

Only a kiss was enough to make her completely unbearable.

She began to push him away and beat him. Without hesitation, she picked up whatever she could get and threw them at him.

Looking at the trembling Celia, Ron finally let go of her.

Later, when he gently touched her forehead, she pushed him away.

Such an action of rejection stunned not only Ron, but also Celia.

She had never thought that she would reject him so much.

However, people's instinct

Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

h a first aid kit.

Looking up, and seeing the master on the terrace, she was slightly shocked.

In the early morning, Carlos was standing by the French window of the first floor, with a cigarette between his fingers. Surrounded by the smoke, his handsome face was especially gorgeous. And he became indescribably sexy after he just quit from the lovemaking.

Carlos' eyes darkened.

The divorce agreement on the terrace table was refreshing by the night wind.

Smoking, Carlos seemed to have realized something. He suddenly sneered in a sarcastic tone.

In the first quarter of the moon, the moon was cold and chilly. The night wind raised a corner of his shirt, revealing the ferocious scratch on the side of his waist. There was a wound on the arm that had rolled up the sleeves that was still soaked in blood, obviously just a bite mark.

Grace didn't come forward. She could feel Master's loneliness, just like what happened when she first came here.

His mood was so low.

It seemed that others didn't need to feel it on purpose but they can feel it.

Finally, she sighed, put down the medical kit, and then walked away.

On the table of the terrace.

The lawyer's letter was divided into two copies. On the divorce agreement, there was a signature: Celia Ling.

Frowning, Carlos ignited the pages until they were vanished.