Mr Trap. Coldhearted
Part 3
Gerald didn't have to ask where he was. He already knew that the room he was stepping on now was one of the rooms owned by the night club where he was tired. Clearly visible logo that shows the name of the place.
Gerald also did not need to ask what he had done to Cathleen. Because, this is a VIP room commonly used by visitors to satisfy the desire to make love with paid women who can satisfy the biological needs of rich tycoons.
Gerald's eyes gradually looked towards the bed. The disheveled bed linen, plus a hint of blood-like red stains were there. He turned to stare intently at Cathleen. A cynical smile rose from his handsome face. “You don't manipulate the situation. Would I believe if I had taken your chastity?”
It's not easy to lie to Gerald. Since the incident three years ago that made the lover disappear until now was not found, he turned into a figure of cold, happy solitude, and closed himself off from others. Even the family that used to be very close to him now feels far away. There is no cheerful Gerald like before. Now there is only Gerald who is always waiting for the appearance of the lover. Either alive or dead. He just wants certainty.
Cathleen did not stop crying. It turns out trapping Gerald was very difficult. What else the man did not immediately believe in his words. Though it has been shown evidence of blood spots in the bed sheet. “What am I manipulating all this for? Is there a woman who is willing to have her chastity forcibly snatched by a man in an unconscious condition? I took care of her, and you just kind of accused me like that!” his jolt. He showed the ascetic devastated and frustrated after last night's incident.
But, touching Gerald's heart to pity or feel guilty is a difficult thing to achieve. The man still looks flat, cold, and bodo time. “I have to believe your bullshit? It's a nightclub, a place that's used to things like this. Satisfied woman's nest is paid enough with money.” He raised his right index finger, touching Cathleen's forehead which was still covering her plain body using a blanket. “And you're here, claiming to be holy? Am I an easy kid you fool?!” The man left a toyoran.
Cathleen was silent. ‘What did he say, why didn't I just take him to the hotel last night? Stupid once Cathleen.’ He came to grudge himself in a hurry to get out of the circle of the lover who was angry, rude, and overprotective.
Cathleen gawked at Gerald's back which slowly moved away. He bit his lower lip, not wanting this plan to fail. Surely he will be caught and come back to the man who is very eager to be avoided. “That night you dragged forcibly!” yells.
Until making Gerlad who was ready to open the door turned his body to listen to further explanations. Because he doesn't remember anything. “What do you mean?”
“You are under the influence of medicine, and roughly accompanying me here. You even tore my clothes to pieces until the buttons were broken.” Cathleen crouched down, picking up the cloth scattered on the floor.
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...Cath, mending you lecture again with Mr. Dominique gih. The power of your craft courses still needs to be remedied...