??Chapter 241: 241, So traces, never disappear.
Chapter 241: 241, So traces, never disappear.
The sound of trickling water ca from the bathroom, Song Qinghuan looked down at her own body, at the greenish-purple marks on it.
She dared not move, a slightest move felt like her bones were breaking, her fingers gently grasped the bed sheet, her fingertips were sore too.
The air mingled with the scent of lust, a faint odor wafted to her nostrils, once again vividly reminding her of what had just happened.
The sound of water suddenly stopped, the bathroom door seed to open, Song Qinghuan shivered, her sowhat chilled arm pressed against her body, accidentally touching her bare fullness, imdiately causing a painful stinging sensation.
When she sat up, she felt sothing warm trickling down from between her legs, uncontrollably.
Song Qinghuan bit her lip, flushed with sha, she just wanted to leave here as fast as she could, to put vast distance between her and Shi Yuhuan.
But before she even could stand steady, she fell to the ground with a thud. Luckily, there was a carpet next to the bed, so the fall didn’t hurt.
But seeing herself so weak and incapable as if she was a disabled person who couldn’t even stand still, Song Qinghuan threw a frustrated punch on the carpet!
She wanted to cry, but couldn’t make a sound, only the unchecked tears sprayed out, soaking her whole face.
She vowed to herself, if she ever let this man walk all over her again, she would change her na from Song Qinghuan.
Just then, the bathroom door was opened, and Shi Yuhuan walked out, just in ti to see Song Qinghuan sitting on the ground.
Her body was completely exposed to the cold air, her smooth translucent white skin was covered in bruises.
Seeing him co out, she would never be like before, cry out in coy surprise, and blush.
The mont she raised her eyes to look at him, her gaze was filled with nothing but anger and resentnt.
Shi Yuhuan stepped forward, reached out to lift her up from the ground, but she swung his hand away.
He didn’t get angry, but just tenderly stroked her hair and gently said, “The floor is cold, get up.”
Song Qinghuan swatted his hand away again, her voice hoarse as if from so severe illness, “Don’t touch .”
Looking at her, Shi Yuhuan’s gaze was deep: “Okay, then you get up yourself!”
Song Qinghuan glared at him coldly: “Get out, I don’t want to see you.”
Shi Yuhuan looked at her with contracted pupils, as if able to see through her, they say won often say the opposite of what they an, when they ask n to leave, they actually want them to stay and comfort them.
And she?
With just a few cold glances, he knew that Song Qinghuan was not like that, she really didn’t want to see him.
Giving her so ti to calm down might not be a bad thing, either.
So things had already happened, so feelings had already changed, and so decisions had already been altered, she deserves so ti to adapt.
Shi Yuhuan slowly stood up, lightly said a single word: “Okay.”
Then he really left the room and closed the door behind him.
Song Qinghuan truly wanted him to leave, but seeing him leave without a backward glance made her feel like her heart was suffocating with pain.
This hateful man, what did he really think of her?
The intense pain on her body, the green and purple bruises would eventually disappear, but what Shi Yuhuan had left in her heart, would never be erased.
From this mont on, she would despise him, really really despise him…
Wiping away her own tears strongly, Song Qinghuan supported herself off the floor with her hand, grasped the edge of the bed and slowly stood up, her legs trembling, stumbling and bumping her way into the bathroom.
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