"I..."
In an instant, Victoria felt drained of all energy.
Tears rolled down her face again: "I've never turned you down before."
"Is that so?" Hank Clegg extended a finger, tracing her eyebrows and the orbits of her eyes delicately, "Victoria Talkington, your words, your actions, your every gesture – do you think I don't notice these? Every time you respond, your resistance is obvious. Otherwise, why would I insist on taking you for a check-up?"
Victoria was stunned speechless.
It never occurred to her that the underlying reason Hank Clegg insisted on her medical examination was due to her reaction to their intimate activities.
"Are you shocked? Can't accept the fact I can read you so well?" Hank Clegg asked again.
