Anirusa was dragged into the room. When she saw her wife lying in a pool of blood, she calmed down.
Now, she could only save herself. She had to calm down.
When Adora closed the door, she immediately looked at the window that had left the room and the weapon in Adora’s hand.
Just as Adora looked at her with a sly smile, Anirusa took off her veil and said softly, “I know what you want to do, but I don’t like to be forced. I can listen to you. Let’s go to bed!”
Adora had long been mesmerized by ANIRUSA’s pure and beautiful face. She chuckled and said, “At least you know what to do. If you make me happy, I’ll spare your life!”
Anirusa walked slowly to Adora and gently held his arm. She endured the nausea from vomiting and came to the bedside.
However, Adora was still holding the weapon. Anirusa immediately pushed him onto the bed and pressed him on top of her.
