You can play around with women if that’s what you want, Tobias. But you should be well aware of who your actual wife is.
She was determined to get rid of every single obstacle in her way.
“Are you hungry?” With a cup of instant noodles in his hand, Harry walked over to Skylar, who was sitting crossed-legged on her bed reading.
Skylar took the noodles from Harry but gave them back after some thought.
Her throat was in so much pain that even swallowing her own saliva felt like torture, what more to say eating something.
The anger she felt only made her throat swell up too.
Even she didn’t know why she was furious. Was it because of the thread or those girls? Or was it because of Tobias?
None of these were any less bothersome or trivial than the other.
Suddenly, a knock came on the door. Skylar and Harry figured it was room service.
With that, Harry walked to the door and said loudly, “We don’t need any room service. We’re about to sleep.”
The knocking only grew louder.
Skylar, who was just about to send Penelope a text, found this increasingly strange.
Why does the knocking sound more like someone who’s after revenge rather than room service?
Feeling vexed, Harry opened the door only to find several police officers standing before him.
He was petrified.
“We’ve received a report that someone’s engaging in prostitution. Come with us.”
Skylar was dumbfounded to hear this.
She put on her slippers and walked to the door, explaining, “There must be a mistake. We’re on an excursion.”
The leading officer rolled his eyes, sounding especially impatient. “A guy and a girl sharing a room during an excursion? Don’t give me that nonsense. You’re coming with us to have your statements recorded.”
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