"I think you know the problems. I think it’s . I could not get pregnant. When I was in high school, I had to work to earn money to pay for the school fees. Then I was raped one night. I got pregnant. I got a miscarriage operation, and sothing went wrong. I could not get pregnant anymore. Do you know about this?"
"Why did you get married? Why did you give birth to and then abandon ? It bothers that you don’t ask anything about my grandmother’s death. I don’t rember you asking for anything about my college. I have no money to live at school. So I had to co ho every day and take care of myself. Now you dare to ask for money. Have you done anything for ? How dare you ask for money?"
Scarlet finally burst out into tears.
"I..."
Hearing these words, Ashley widened her mouth. She couldn’t believe it. Finally, she squeezed several words out, "So.....he’s abandoned you. But it would be best if you moved on. Even if you could not get married to him, you should not let him go. You can be his mistress. Okay? You are beautiful and sexy. He would love it. He would not refuse you."
Hearing these words from her mother, Scarlet froze totally.
Her mother asked her to be a mistress.
Wow! All words were choked at the throat. After quite a while, she sneered and said. "Why?"
"I am your mother. I won’t hurt you. It is good for you."
"The worst thing for in this life was to be your daughter. Do you have a knife? You can cut half now. I can return you my life. Just take it. I don’t want it anymore."
Scarlet bent down and took the knife out. Then she placed the knife in front of Ashley, "Here. Kill . From now on, your life has nothing to do with ."
"Scarlet, don’t do this."
Seeing the knife, Ashley was frightened backward.
"Kill today, or get the hell out. Please don’t co to again. Otherwise, I might be crazy. I might kill you first," Scarlet yelled at him like a crazy woman.
She was driven crazy.
Ashley was so scared. She imdiately got her purse and left.
All of a sudden, the room fell into silence. Scarlet closed the door and fell down on the floor. The knife slipped down from her hands, crashing on the floor, making a clear sound.
Her heart was trembling hard.
Tears poured out from her eyes. No matter how she disguised her feeling in front of others, all she wanted to do now was to cry out.
***
On April 21st, Saturday, Scarlet took her luggage and left for Vancouver, Canada, because the flight William booked for her was a flight on the day before the wedding.
The William’s had booked hotels for all guests. When the guests landed, they would be served.
The receptionist would lead the guest to the hotel from the airport. The Belle had booked the whole hotel. Apparently, they attached great importance to this wedding.
Scarlet knew Edie was also invited. But she didn’t ask whether she arrived or where she was.
She dragged her luggage to her room. She felt exhausted.
She didn’t know the man was keeping a close eye on her after she landed.
When she entered the room, she wanted to take a shower at first.
She flew for several hours and felt tired at the mont.
When she stepped into the warm water in the bathtub, she felt so relaxing, as if every cell in the body was recovering.
So tired, drained, and exhausted.
The tub could keep the water temperature at a constant level. So the water remained warm for a long ti. Besides, it was Sumr. She didn’t need so much warm water.
She stretched her body. When she wanted to put her hair behind, she suddenly saw a drink cabinet beside the bathtub.
Was this also the hotel’s service?
She opened the cabinet out of curiosity, and she saw red wine, champagne, even ice. There was a glass of red wine, not intended for a drink. It was placed there to make the guest sll it to soothe their nerves.
The small amount of wine could definitely soothe the nerves.
She didn’t like drinking anymore. Perhaps because of that man. He’s left her.
She closed her eyes slowly. Then she fell asleep on edge.
After a while, she felt soone opened the door.
But she didn’t believe it. It was a high-level hotel. Typically, no one could enter her room.
She must be dreaming.
But the man approached her more and more closely. She could even feel the sll of the man. And his eyes. He was fixing her eyes on her body.
Who was he?
Who was standing in front of her at the mont?
She opened her eyes. After quite a while, she saw a pair of leather shoes.
She raised her eyes. It was him.
Familiar eyes. Familiar shape. Familiar Jason.
It was him.
As expected, she was dreaming.
She raised quickly.
She smiled like the gorgeous rose. Several hairs got wet, lying on her red lips. So tempting.
She didn’t cover anything on her body. He could see everything clearly.
His eyes got hotter and hotter. Finally, he looked towards the red wine. She lifted the glass of red wine with her slender beautiful hands and shook the wine in the glass. That red wine kept rolling insides the glass, like a trapped beast. But no matter how it rolled, it would not be able to get out.
Scarlet didn’t drink the wine.
There’s no liquid on the glass wall. She didn’t drink it—such a surprise.
Jason raised his head and poured the wine into his mouth. Then he pressed his lips on her lips.
"Ah...."
Scarlet was still sleeping. She didn’t even know what happened. When he got the wine into her mouth, she was forced to drink it.
Imdiately, her mouth was filled with the sll of red wine.
After she drank the red wine, he started rolled his tongue in every corner of her mouth.
She was good at drinking wine. She seldom got drunk. But this ti, she got drunk imdiately after taking a sip of that wine.
The breath of the man was true. Her feeling was true...as well as his hands moving on his body.
This... this was not a dream.
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