Chapter 152
You let go of me first.”
Semsing her resistance, Jasson pursed his thin lips tightly, unwilling to see her look resigned to death, and turned her over.
She lay on the cold table, even more panicked.
“Shut up.” Jaxson’s kiss landed behind her neck, it was scorching, burning.
Her body trembled, the more dominant he became, the more she resisted.
Jasson turned her face, forcing her to face him, “How come Reynalal can, but I can’t?
A sentence, like a dagger to her bean
“Bang!”
She almost exhausted all her strength hitting him.
The man’s handsome face turned to the side.
The air froze in an instani
Charlour’s p
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palm tingled slightly, her eyes were bloodshot, choking back tears, Jaxson, are you
never tired of always suspecting me with such malice?”
I know you despised me from the bottom of your heart, but you could choose to ignore me, just like before! Why did you have to come and trample on
If you can’t wall for me to step aside, you don’t have to rush me. When the time comes, I will leave on my own.” She turned around.
Jason subconsciously reached out and grabbed her.
She turned and walked into the bedroom without looking back, then locked the door.
Behind a closed door, Charlotte couldn’t hold back her emotions and hit her hand to prevent herself from crying
out loud
Jason lit a cigarette, took a puff, and behind the rising white smoke was a dark, yet complex expression.
Just in that rament, he actually had a thoughs of explanation.
Since when did the stan o be able to influence herself?
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