"Put on your clothes." Michael glanced at Monica. "Although Finn is not interested in your body, it doesn't mean that I'm willing to let other men see you naked. After all, in my opinion, you will become my woman sooner or later."
"You must be dreaming!" Monica gritted her teeth.
She would never be with Michael again.
"Just you wait and see," Michael said.
With that, he left.
It was as if everything was already under his control, and Monica would fall into his trap. He was just waiting to reap the benefits.
Monica's body was trembling in anger. She had never hated someone so badly. She hated him so much that even if she had to die with him, she would.
All the anger in her body was focused on Michael until she noticed Finn's gaze.
In the beginning, Finn's back was facing her, but at that moment, he suddenly turned around to face her.
He looked at her and said, "Put your clothes on."
