The woman in the reflection had flushed cheeks and sullen eyes. What greeted her eyes was a suggestive hickey, red and swollen, on the exposed neck!
The love bite was glaringly ostentatious, as if the man had purposely engraved his mark on her skin. It was such an eyesore!
"You!"
She was mad beyond words and used the ball of her thumb to rub it away vigorously, but her attempt only made the mark more swollen and visible.
The season had entered midsummer now. The man was out to embarrass her with such an obvious hickey on her neck!
How can this man be so crass?!
She turned to tell him through clenched teeth, "Mu Yazhe, you are too much!"
"This is punishment."
"Punishment?" She widened her eyes in disbelief.
What an obnoxious man!
Furious, she turned around and left the room.
As he watched her fume from the back, his lips arched into a contemptuous smile of victory.
