Damn Luke Land, why does he always like to wrong her, misunderstand her? Just like before, she clearly didn't mean to lose the baby deliberately, but he stubbornly believed she did it on purpose.
Seeing her quiet down, he thought it was somewhat strange. Would she obediently comply, then submit?
His fingertips hesitantly glided over every inch of her soft skin. She slightly furrowed her brows, yet didn't resist. She repeatedly warned herself in her heart, 'Eva Miller, haven't you already let Oliver Johnson go? So, it doesn't matter to give yourself to Luke Land.'
She closed her eyes, her expression somewhat bounding, as if forcing herself to accept him...
He somewhat dominantly pried open her lips, tangled with her deeply. Eva Miller clung to his neck, forced to respond to him, but this kiss contained a hint of revenge, making it hard for her to accept...
"Look at me," he ordered out loud.
