Ariel Morris stood under the dim balcony light, her figure appearing even more slender and delicate.
Arlo Seys lowered his head, his thin lips curving slightly in a cold and mocking arc.
Towards Ariel Morris, his expression held no warmth.
Wherever Arlo Seys’s lips landed, Ariel Morris felt as if a needle had fiercely pierced her.
She knew Arlo Seys did it on purpose...
Arlo Seys was rely exacting revenge on her for breaking up with him eight years ago and then disappearing without a word...
Arlo Seys never lifted his head for a mont; he knew well the force he was exerting. But as his gaze swept towards the person silently enduring the pain now, the effortfully suppressed anger within him shot up again!
Ariel Morris rely furrowed her brow slightly to endure his rage, truly not resisting in the slightest, nor uttering a single word of pain.
Reflected in Arlo Seys’s eyes was her stubborn refusal to bow her head, his gaze growing even colder.
He looked at Ariel Morris, sarcastic and sneering, "Young Miss Morris’s endurance is truly extraordinary! Good, very good!"
Each word seed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, cold and terrifying!
Ariel Morris’s always calm face suddenly turned deathly pale!
She looked at that face with faint brows, preserving her last bit of dignity, stubbornly replying, "A man like President Seys who doesn’t understand what ’cherishing’ ans really makes wonder how your girlfriend or future wife could possibly endure it?"
Arlo Seys narrowed his eyes, sweeping at Ariel Morris.
Ariel Morris looked back at him, eyes calm, tone indifferent, "Isn’t it true? Or is President Seys inexperienced because there’s nothing since that night eight years ago?..." She paused, then softly continued to counterattack, "President Seys, you’re thriving in the business world, but during leisure ti, you still need to learn more about the word ’tenderness.’ Otherwise, your future wife—well, I do feel quite sympathetic for her."
If looks could kill, at this mont Ariel Morris being stared at by Arlo Seys might have already received a thousand cuts!
Arlo Seys’s eyes were sharp as he looked at Ariel Morris, "As the passive party in the contract, what right do you have to say such things? As for whether I’m tender, Miss Morris, you are neither virtuous nor capable, even less qualified to experience my tender treatnt!"
Ariel Morris chuckled softly, "So President Seys is only rude to ; that’s good, or else anyone who’s contacted President Seys once would absolutely have psychological trauma... ah!!!"
Before Ariel Morris finished speaking, a sudden cry of pain erged, then her gaze fiercely stared at the originator forcing her to cry out!
The piercing pain on her neck made her instinctively glare fiercely at the culprit!
The perpetrator, Arlo Seys, lifted his gaze slightly, looking at the masterpiece he just lowered his head to create, his thin lips pressed together, coldly saying, "Since Miss Morris is so concerned about my future wife’s ability to accept and psychological issues, then—please trouble Miss Morris to practice more with ! So I can more gently treat my future wife. After all, you’re right, my wife, I must treat tenderly, and Miss Morris, you’re nothing but a learning tool! I also hope Miss Morris can bear this responsibility, dutifully fulfilling the contract contents with !"
As his words fell, Ariel Morris’s face suddenly turned deathly pale!
What is language akin to swords, able to wound so thoroughly, Ariel Morris finally felt it at this mont!
Yet Arlo Seys seed not to care at all about her feelings at this mont, his cold face carved like ice gradually approaching her—
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