Picking her tender body up, Charles walked to the bathroom. Sarah patted his shoulder and shouted, "What are you doing? Let me go! Charles!"
Charles laughed as if teasing her deliberately. He carried her to the bathroom, kicked the door open, and walked in. "Want to sit in the bathtub or take a shower?"
"You…" Sarah blushed and continued to pat him. "Let me go!"
"We are married now. Don't be shy!" Charles flirted with her, treating her like a pet. Putting her down, he was ready to tear her clothes off. Sarah wanted to escape, but Charles held her back. She was still struggling, so he had no choice but to open the sprinkler and run hot water over them.
Sarah can't help screaming even louder and continually wiped the water from her face as she was drenched in water. With eyes closed, she yelled, "Charles, what do you want to do?" Some water got into her mouth as she was speaking.
