Karina tugged at the corners of her stiff mouth, managing to force out a smile.
She sat up, and the sheets slipped away, revealing her skin covered in hickeys.
Sylvester stared at her fixedly, his pitch-black pupils constricting even more.
He was a grown man. Although he had led a disciplined lifestyle all these years, he naturally understood what happened upon seeing her in this state.
“Y-You... Did we r-really do something we shouldn't have?”
Tears welled up in Karina's eyes as she looked at him and choked out, “Sylvester, I'm in pain. Everywhere hurts so much. Last night, you were... making love to me like a madman... Don't you remember?”
Veins throbbed visibly on the man's forehead. After a few seconds of stunned silence, he grabbed her arm urgently, his voice frantic as he said, “No, Karrie! Nothing happened between us, nothing at all.”
She straightened her body while on her knees, deliberately revealing the blood-stained bedsheet for him to see.
All Sylvester could hear was a loud buzzing as if something had exploded in his mind, and endless fear consumed him.
Even though he repeatedly claimed he'd marry Karina, he never once considered touching her or having any intimate relationship with her.
From the bottom of his heart, he resisted the idea of touching another woman. He thought his body and soul should, as always, belong to Rainie.
Karina reached out and held his hand, her voice choking with emotion. “Sylvester, I'm the daughter of the Smith family. My innocence means a lot to me. Now... no matter what, you must marry me and take responsibility for me. Otherwise, I will be kicked out of my family.”
Sylvester's thin lips writhed, and he was about to say something when the door was suddenly pushed open, startling them both.
Before stepping through the door, Rainie had imagined countless possibilities. Perhaps he would throw a cup at her or order his bodyguards to kick her out. He might even simply look at her coldly while hurling nasty insults at her.
However, never in her wildest dream did she imagine he would be so intimately close to another woman.
Her legs gave way at the scene in the room, causing her to step back twice in succession. Then, clutching her chest, she began to tremble slightly.
This man ultimately broke the vows between us.
Still, I have no right to blame him, for I was the one who betrayed him first. Even though it wasn't of my own accord, I can't absolve myself once tainted.
The moment Rainie pushed open the door, Sylvester was completely dumbfounded, his mind a total blank.
Only after a few seconds of calming down did he barely manage to steady his emotions.
At first, he wanted to rush up to her and explain everything, but upon seeing Mason following closely behind, all his fear and unease instantly dissipated, leaving only a faint, cool indifference and detachment.
“Who let you in?”
Rainie lowered her head a little as a hint of self-mockery flashed in her eyes.
I've no right to demand anything from him since I was the one who betrayed him first.
After sorting out her thoughts, she quickly recomposed herself, looked up at Sylvester, and replied in a flat voice, “I snuck in on my own. Mr. Hollett, could you please do me a favor?”
Seeing her expressionless face that contained no hints of anger in her eyes, Sylvester was immediately left feeling frustrated.
Doesn't this woman feel even a bit upset upon seeing me fooling around with others?
Or could it be that she has truly, wholly forgotten me, so no matter how debauched my private life is, it won't stir any emotions in her anymore?
The thought of this woman, who now neither physically nor emotionally acknowledged his existence and had totally forgotten him, filled him with an unbearable urge to strangle her.
Why does she get to thrive and succeed in life when I'm in such a mess?
She's clearly so filthy and lowly. How could she deserve to have a child and a happy, complete family?
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