Therefore, it was not up to her to make the decision.
Lucy agreed. She had no right to speak.
When her clothes were finally off, Kingsley just stared at her body. He looked at the many scars on her body. Some new, and some old. They looked hideous.
"Didn't you always used to deal with these things in the past?" Kingsley asked.
"I was still young then and loved looking pretty," Lucy said nonchalantly. "Now that I'm old, I don't seem to want to do it that anymore."
"I don't like it," Kingsley said bluntly.
"I'll get rid of it," Lucy said.
The Hills had many talented doctors who were first-class surgeons as well. These scars were like a drop in the ocean in their surgeries.
