But her instincts told her that there must be the most direct or close relationship between the two.
Dragging her exhausted body, Venus Mu moved into the bathroom. When she was showering, she only to find that her private part had been worn out and even water made her hurt.
“What a fucking asshole!” Venus cursed. Although Kerry Ye didn’t like her cursing him, in private Venus felt that only in this way could she release her anger.
At this time, Kerry was sitting in the living room reading a newspaper. With his sleeve pulled up, he could clearly see the teeth marks.
Xinyou Qiao ran back early in the morning, planning to snuggle up to Kerry and say something nice to please him, but he avoided her while maintaining his composure.
Xinyou gritted her teeth and asked carefully, “Kerry, I was really worried about you when you suddenly ran out last night. Where did you go?”
Kerry glanced at her and said indifferently, “Of course I went home. Do you think I went for a whore?”
Home?
He’s back... for Venus?
Her gaze suddenly fell on his small arm, stirring her anger inside—What was so good about that bitch? He didn’t want her, but he instead came back to Venus?
Just then, Venus came down from the second floor. Despite she used a lot foundation to cover the marks, Xinyou still saw those hickeys on her white neck.
“Venus, you’re finally up. Kerry and I are waiting for you to go to work.” Xinyou stood up, with a warm smile, but her eyes were like a viper’ s.
Venus calmly walked by her side. Going to work? She couldn’t go to work today for she had been tortured by this bastard.
“I’m taking a day off today, so I won’t bother you, so please go.”
When Kerry heard this, he turned sullen and said, “Taking a day off? Did I approve it?”
Venus turned to look at him condescendingly, her tone cold, “So I’m asking now, is that okay? Mr. Ye?”
“Wait a minute... “Venus ran over, holding the door with her hand, staring at Kerry’s blue pupils and asked, “Do you know Xiaozi?”
Kerry looked at her indifferently, his blue eyes unable to make a single ripple, “Who?”
Venus didn’t miss him any expression, “Don’t you know him? He looks exactly like you, but his eyes are purple.”
Kerry looked at her mockingly, “Venus, are you mad? How can there be anyone in the world who looks exactly like me?”
“What if he’s not a man?”
Xinyou puffed out a laugh, “Venus, what else can it be if it’s not a person? A ghost? Or a demon?”
Venus really wanted to throw the glass of milk to her. Ghosts were fine, but she said that he was a demon?
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