Laura did not say anything but her anger and guilt clearly showed on her face. Seeing this, Jock restrained himself. He finally stood up but because he was annoyed, he looked up and glanced at me.
"Alright, I'll return to the room but my pants are under Jerome."
Suddenly he looked at Laura. He gave an evil smile at her and said, "Are you going to ask him to bring the pants over here or should I go over there and get them myself? It's your call."
Jock's gaze was full of provocation as he asked for Laura's opinion.
"Can you not make things worse?" Laura asked in a low voice and annoyance.
After a moment of hesitation, she whispered, "Fine! I'll take it."
"Jerome, you are sitting on my scarf," she said calmly. "I'm a bit sleepy right now and I want to go to rest. However, I might have a bit cold so I'll sleep in the quest room tonight."
"Could you pass the silk scarf over?" she asked.
Laura was torn for a while before deciding to go along with Jock's request.
My face went pale as I looked at Laura, who was still talking. At this moment, her face was flushed and her eyes clouded with passion. Her hand wrapped tightly around Jock as if she was unwilling to let go and get down.
I struggled so hard to restrain my emotion that I clenched my hand hard. Since I had been keeping my eyes on them, I did not notice what I had been sitting on.
So, the moment I stood up and looked down, disgust surged through me.
The thing that she call "scarf" was in fact Jock's pants. Laura actually wanted me to hand them to her.
I considered confronting and berating them but after I calmed down and thought this through I felt it was not worth it. Besides, all it could accomplish only a messy divorce and endless arguments.
With a face as white as a ghost, I acted as if I was blind. I was in so much rage that veins popped against my skin. At the same time, I clenched my hand so hard that nails dug deeply into my palms and I broke several of them.
After a long internal battle, I finally bent down, picked up Jock’s pants and handed them over.
Jock, who wrapped his arms around Laura so tightly, raised his hand and lifted his middle finger at me. He cursed me with a low voice, "Stupid blind man. You even deliver my pants to me. How satisfying.”
Laura petrified. She did not want me to hear that. So, she raised her hand and covered Jock's mouth.