"Why are you becoming more and more delicate?" His voice was so gentle that I never heard it.
"It was you who asked me to come back. I obediently returned with joy in my heart to see you, but ended up being violently beaten. Can my mood be good?"
Finishing speaking, she looked at me with an expression filled with poison.
Did he ask her to return back?
I felt like I was struck by lightning and stared blankly at him.
My fingertips couldn't help but touch the bracelet on my wrist. It was the gift Nicholas gave me on my birthday last week.
That night, as we intertwined on the bed, in the depths of our passion, he hoarsely whispered, "Bella, our bodies fit so perfectly, so we are destined for each other."
His love words that night were as vivid as the broad river.
"Bella, apologize."
"I'm sorry."
My expression was calm, but my heart felt like it was being cut bit by bit by an executioner with a rusty, blunt knife, and my eyes were filled with anger.
"You have to kneel down to show your sincerity when you apologize."
Her bloodthirsty sound echoed in the house.
"Don't go too far."
Suddenly, I raised my head. My hair stuck to my face, and sweat dripped down.
My body seemed to have just been pulled out of the water, and there were water stains all over the ground.
At that moment, compared to the refined appearance of Karen, I looked extremely disheveled and felt like a miserable wet dog.
"Nicholas, am I going too far?"
"Not too much."
His voice was like the snow in the Arctic, icy and bone-chilling.
Exerting all my strength, I took a step forward and grabbed onto his collar, and my eyes were filled with fury like a brewing storm.
"What am I in your heart?"
"I thought you should be self-aware."
Nicholas pushed me away, his eyes calm, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.
I stumbled back, tears welling up in my eyes.
"Do you need me to teach you how to kneel?"
There was a hint of triumph in Karen's sarcastic voice.
I bit my lip, inserted my fingertips into my palms, clenched and unclenched, unclenched and clenched again, over and over again. The bright blood emitted a dazzling light under the illumination of the crystal lamp.
My vision gradually became blurred. I pinched my thigh hard, and then the severe pain made me sober up a little.