"Tristan, I know you have feelings for me. I know about you have done all this time in the Secret room. No wonder you went to lock yourself there these past two years after I entered the Goyle Family. It was contrary to your usual behaviour. You expect me to have feelings for you, right?"
Linda's voice was enchanting and her hand was moving towards Tristan’s lower abdomen. The man clenched his fist harder. He tried to respond calmly, "Linda, you’re wicked..."
"Wicked? You love me for a long time. How could I be wicked?"
Linda sat on Tristan's legs and the temperature in the whole room suddenly rose.
"Is that exciting? Brother~"
The lust that had been suppressed for many years was released and the moans in the bathroom did not stop until dawn.
Linda updated her status, showing a raised middle finger with a pink diamond ring on it.
In point of fact, the diamond ring was kept in the safe by Tristan for more than ten years. His daughter once wore it out of curiosity and was punished to kneel at the door of the Secret room for two hours.
I spent all my time, energy and even dignity, but I couldn't get it in my hands after such hard work.
True and fake love were definitely shown clearly.
At the moment, I changed the ward. Linda followed and moved to the bed next to me. "Nurse, my lower part hurts so much and my stomach is uncomfortable. Am I sick?" she asked the nurse nearby.
The nurse wore a mask, but still couldn't hide her embarrassed look. She then answered with a little smile, "It's a little fever, Miss Writhe. You just came out of confinement. You may need to be more restrained in sex."
Linda frowned and said coquettishly, "Okay, then you talk to him later. I told him to be gentle last night, but he didn't listen."
The nurse gave her an injection and infusion, but Linda kept twisting her body, as if she had lice all over her body. She kept shouting in pain to the other end of the phone with headphones on and the exposed phone screen was shown with Tristan calling.
It was very clear whom it was. I ignored the provocation in her eyebrows and even sneered. He was really disgusting scumbag and bitch.
Because of this laugh, Linda's face changed slightly, "You are proud to see me suffer, aren’t you? You, go and give her an injection too."
The nurse refused, but she was surrounded by bodyguards outside the door.
I looked at Linda coldly, "What are you going to do?"