Mr Trap. Coldhearted
Part 2
Without the need to see the condition of the body, Gerald can already feel that this time is plain not to use a single thread. What else is the clothes that appear scattered on the floor already indicates that last night there was an incident involving him with someone. The woman was still looking down with her face covered in long hair, making Gerald unable to recognize her.
Casually and guiltlessly, Gerald waved the blanket over. He picked up and reused every piece of his cloth that was lying on the floor.
Gerald didn't care about the crying man. Maybe the paid woman who was hired last night. He doesn't remember anything about the details.
“You must be in charge!” cathleen. Because Gerald had been silent since then, he finally made a sound first. He raised his head until the sight fell on the man who was framed.
Cathleen's words made Gerald who had covered the body with full clothes also rotate the body. Now, he could see the face of the woman he had spent the night with. The man still looks flat and ordinary when he knows the person who has warmed his bed.
“How much price should I pay for your body?” ask Gerald. His voice and eyes looked cold.
“I'm not a night woman who can be paid using money!” cathleen. His face was already filled with tears, cheeks looked wet, glazed eyes shed a clear circle, and hair was disheveled.
As for Gerald, the man had very little expression. Even tend not to care about the woman he knew named Cathleen, a classmate at the University, as well as her cousin-in-law's sister. “Then, what do you want?” tanyanya while pulling the jacket zipper.
“You must marry me!” pinta Cathleen's. He was very serious about saying that. There is no element of playfulness in the least. Even thrown like a compulsion that must be fulfilled.
But, Gerald actually pulled the corner of the lips to show a cynical face without the beatitude. “No!” reject it firmly.
“I know you come from a rich family, I don't know what you're here for.” The cold-hearted man threw ten thousand euros at Cathleen. “In my wallet there are only ten thousand euros, if you feel less, the rest I will transfer.” Gerald put the wallet back in his pocket.
Without clearing his body first, Gerald swung his foot towards the door.
Cathleen reaches out with Gerald's usual response after waking up to sleep with a woman. Her brain immediately twisted the way for the man to be responsible for marrying her, according to the original plan.
“Do you not feel guilty after taking my chastity?!” chanted Cathleen in a tone made as frustrating as possible. This is the only way that passes in order to get out of the trap of the lover.
Hearing this, Gerald stopped the foot swing. He turned around and looked cynically at Cathleen. “There is no need to be a saintly pretentious by crying after spending the night with me! Surely you've been exercising your body here a lot, ‘kan? And I'm not the first to wear your services.”
The speech came out so painful when it was heard by Cathleen. “Do not carelessly speak! I was still holy before you desecrated me!” He stood up by pulling the blanket to show the condition of the bed sheet.
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...After being frequently registered and changed to be more fashionable, Cathleen is a graduate of Drake Davis Dominique Academy of Association....