As soon as Scarlett pulled into a small road, she saw Raymond's car.
She arched her eyebrows, slowed down and stopped in front of him.
He stood beside his car. She didn't know how long he had been waiting for her.
Seeing her, he stood up straight and said," Scarlett, could I come to your home and have a cup of water?"
He looked pathetic.
She took out the remote control and lifted the barrier for him. Then she drove into the garage.
She got out of the car, walked towards the front door and opened the door for him.
As soon as the door was opened, Raymond rushed to her, pressed her against the wall and kissed her suddenly.
She snorted and raised her hands, but he grabbed her hands tightly. He kissed her aggressively and made her go weak at the knees. When he let go, she was so weak that she leaned against him.
They breathed heavily. Scarlett calmed down slightly because of the wind from outside. She looked at him and asked, "Did you smoke just now?"
He said, "You guessed right."
He touched her lips, controlled himself and swallowed.
She said, "I don't really like it."
He said, "I will quit smoking."
She looked at him and smiled suddenly,"
Isn't it difficult to quit smoking?"
He leaned forward and pressed against her. He said, "Compared to living without you, quitting smoking is much simpler."
Her face turned red. When she raised her hands and wanted to push him away, her face itched.
Raymond was rubbing against her face.
She thought of the little dog that she picked up on the road many years ago. It rubbed against her with its head every time it made a mistake. Thus, she didn't have the heart to punish it.
However, the dog was stolen at midnight one day. When it came back, it was close to death. There were a dozen wounds in its body. It passed away after three days.
Scarlett had never kept a pet since then.
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