"You brought her into your bedroom?"
"You spent a night with her?"
Christine was dumbfounded.
Even a child could easily deduce what had happened during the night.
A skimpily dressed female attendant with pleasant looks.
A half-naked Calvin.
A man and a woman inside a room—alone...
Christine's eyes reddened. She felt stifled for some reason.
She knew that she had no right to intervene in what Calvin wanted to do.
If he wanted to satisfy his carnal desires, then who was she to stop him?
She didn't have the right to do so!
But for some reason, her heart hurt.
She felt dizzy as she took a step backward to retreat, but Calvin was even faster.
He swung his wrist and a breeze blew, slamming the doors shut behind her.
"Why do you look like you're jumping to conclusions, again?"