Georgia quickly got out of the covers, trying to tidy herself up.
She really wasn't that experienced. She was embarrassed to be seen lying in Efren's arms.
But the visitor didn't seem bothered, saying, "Sorry, I didn't expect you to still be in bed so late."
It was Susan.
Today, she wore a striking red pantsuit.
But her fair skin and elegant figure suited the bold color well, giving her a unique charm.
She came in and asked Georgia cheerfully, "Did you sleep well last night?"
Seeing Susan dressed and made up so brightly, radiating energy this early, Georgia looked down at herself by contrast.
She was still in last night's wrinkled and dirty clothes from her near-assault, makeup unchanged, probably a mess.
She mumbled awkwardly, "It was fine."
But her shy response felt like a challenge to Susan.
Susan's manicured nails dug into her palms, soon breaking the skin and drawing blood.
But she seemed unaware of the pain, smiling as she asked, "Do you want breakfast? Bacon and egg sandwiches or anything else?"
But before Georgia could answer, Efren snapped coldly, "Get out! Don't come here without permission anymore."
Susan felt wounded.
Though there were no visible scars, she was painful.
Efren had never scolded her so harshly before, let alone banned her from his room in the mornings.
Susan thought, "It must be because of Georgia's badmouthing me behind my back!
Just because she's special to Efren, she bullies me like this."
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