Norris Moore looked down at the item that had been stuffed into her palm. Her pupils contracted for a moment, and the next second, she suddenly pushed him away forcefully and turned to run.
Trenton Smith chuckled, reached out to open the car door, and shoved her into the car. The car's interior was quite spacious, Norris fell onto the seat, and as she rolled over to open the door on the other side, the man's tall body had already pressed her down. His hand gracefully slid up under her skirt, Norris closed her legs to avoid his invading kisses, and raised her hand to resist his chest, screaming, "Trenton Smith, are you ever going to stop?!"
His hot breath came out from the dark, bright eyes and a few shallow smiles, both at ease and indifferent.
"Is there a problem with me wanting to sleep with my own wife?"
"Then you should have also seen the divorce certificate next to it!"
