"Ethan Blackwood! You can't do this to me! How could you do this… I hate you! Ethan, I hate you!"
Pinned beneath that man, tears streamed from Lily's eyes, her desperate cries filling the room.
Ethan stared coldly at the screen, his lips pressed tightly together, his fingers gripping the wine glass so hard it looked like it might shatter. In his bloodshot eyes, Lily's despairing face reflected, and suddenly, tears welled up.
"Don't cry, don't cry, sweetheart. I'll be gentle. On the screen, John, trying to soothe her, stood up and began unbuckling his pants.
Seeing this, Lily panicked and kicked out with all her strength.
"Ah—"
John screamed in agony, clutching his groin, his cries echoing through the room.
In the living room, the flashing light from the television illuminated Ethan's face. Cipher, who had just refilled Ethan's drink, glanced at his boss and was suddenly taken aback.
Mr. Blackwood... is crying?!
