Even if she felt aggrieved, she only bit her lips with red eyes. She never cried as desperately as now.
Latham breathed heavily and did not know how to talk with her, only watching her crying. Suddenly, he came to his senses.
He realized clearly that he made her cry.
This so-called sister...
"Tut-tut!" He stood up to pull out some tissues, then threw them on her face and said ironically as if he meant to humiliate her, "Cry for what? Your love for Jerry is so superficial. Can't you even bear this for him?"
She did not speak, grabbing her collar with one hand and covering her eyes with the other in an attempt to leave herself with some dignity.
This action made Latham pleasant.
"I thought you loved him very much." Latham pulled his belt, smiling, and approached her face. "Since you can't do it, don't shoulder the responsibility for Jerry. Don't stop me if you can't bear the result. Got it?"
She still kept silent, shivering.
He sneered, raising his tone to repeated it again. "Go it?"
She shook suddenly and was scared to nod. Seeing her indignity, he patted her face, just like patting a pet puppy, with no pity in his eyes.
He would not believe such a woman's tears at all.
"Do you feel wronged?"
Latham eyed her, crossing his hands in his chest. "Put your hands away."
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