His actions were slow and deliberate, like a casual prank.
Norris felt a loosening behind her back, and the collar of the dress slipped off her shoulder. She instinctively raised her hand to hold her clothes together and looked up at Trenton.
His eyes were like a whirlpool, shrouded in a layer of darkness, making it impossible to see his true emotions.
But regardless of how it seemed, what he did just now didn't feel like a joke.
Norris's composure disappeared.
And what came after was a touch of panic.
The development of the situation was a bit unexpected.
After what she had just said, she thought Trenton would hit her, scold her, or like what happened earlier, drag her into the bathroom to drown her.
But it shouldn't be like this right now.
This man was unpredictable; his actions couldn't be deduced by common sense, making it difficult for Norris to defend herself.
