"Aren't you all about Ruby? Go find Ruby and leave me alone. You jerk, stop pulling my clothes!"
Owen turned a deaf ear and kept tugging her suit.
Luckily, Cecilia had layered her clothes when she got dressed, so she just put on the suit.
After he ripped the suit off her, he left her alone. He tossed the suit onto the floor, even stomped on it a few times, then left.
Cecilia fell silent.
She was scared out of her mind, thinking that he wanted to force himself on her. Who knew he just wanted to rip her clothes?
Soon, Owen came back.
Seeing him return, Cecilia quickly grabbed a blanket and wrapped herself up.
Owen tossed her another suit. Standing beside the bed, he looked down at her and said coldly, "Go take a shower, change out of your clothes, and put on what I gave you."
Cecilia blinked, made sure he wasn't going to explode again, quickly sat up, picked up the suit he threw her, and asked, "Is this yours?"
"What else could it be if I took it out of my closet?"
Cecilia pouted and said, "How is this different from the suit you ripped off me?"
Owen glared at her and said, "It's not for the same person."
What was the difference? They were both for men to wear.
Cecilia only dared to mutter to herself, not daring to voice out. So as not to set this man off again.
"Have you worn this suit before?"
"I have."
"And you want me to wear it after you have?"
Cecilia slid off the bed, holding the suit.
Owen snapped and said, "Am I not cleaner than the guys at the Neon Nectar Nightclub? You can wear their worn clothes, but you can't wear mine?"
Cecilia was speechless.
Holding the suit, she cautiously said, "Mr. Malicious, I can't help but feel you are jealous of me! It's rare that I could outshine your crush, ha!"
Before Owen could react, she ran into the bathroom with the suit.
Owen turned to look at the bathroom door that she had slammed shut, both angry and amused.
Cecilia took a hot shower and washed off her makeup.
Although she didn't like Owen's clothes, she didn't want to provoke him again, so she obediently wore his clothes out.
Owen was tall and big; his clothes were baggy on her.
"I feel like a kid wearing adult clothes." Cecilia complained.
Owen paused for a moment and said, "There are no clothes for you here. Just bear with it."
He walked over.
Cecilia instinctively stepped back.
Owen sighed and said, "Don't worry, I won't force you."
Forcing her would traumatize her, and it would be disrespectful to her.
He was angry and wanted to lash out at her, but he held back, not wanting to hurt her and affect her future life.
After all, they were husband and wife for a lifetime.
He couldn't just think about the present; he needed to consider the future.
Cecilia sighed in relief, gave him a thumbs up, and praised him, "Owen, you're such a stand-up guy!"
Owen walked over and pulled her to sit on the bed.
This move made Cecilia extremely nervous, fearing that he would change his mind.
The next moment, she wanted to roll off the bed because Owen started undressing.
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