"Don't you feel ashamed for doing this to me?!" Cheery scolded while wrapping her loose hair earlier. Cheery snorted in annoyance as she reached for her short wig, "He bastard. How could he kiss me?" she grumbled softly.
"Hey, I hear your grumbling!" said Troy who half laughed and started wearing his clothes that had fallen on the floor.
Cheery, who was annoyed, didn't want to respond to Troy's ramblings that she knew, would not be good for her later.
Just as Cheery finished fixing her clothes and appearance, the cell phone in Cheery's trouser pocket rang.
"Hello, dear?" replied Cheery directly. Cheery's smile immediately expands when she receives the call at this time.
However, Troy is different. He squinted his eyes suspiciously about who Cheery was talking to.
'Is that her lover? Tch, she's not as innocent as I think!' Troy thought of mocking Cheery based on his conclusion.
