You Are Mine, Ever

After the death of Messy's sister, her life was totally changed there were many misunderstandings between Messy and Lilly Johnsons After 3 years Thompson house. From the bathroom, there was the sound of rushing water, and under the warm white light, white mist filled the surroundings. The perfect body of a woman was looming in the white mist. "Crack——" The unlocked bathroom door was suddenly pushed open, and Lilly, who was taking a bath, was startled by the sound. She quickly grabbed the bath towel at hand and wrapped it up, turned off the hot water, and the white mist gradually dissipated, revealing the handsome face of the person at the door. And this face, at this moment, is condensing the coldness of the whole body, and those eyes, which seem to have been quenched by ice, are now resting on her body. "Messy?" Seeing him in front of her, she couldn't restrain her surprise. She obviously didn't expect him in front of her to come back at this time, so much so that she forgot that she was in the right light at this moment standing in front of him. Messy closed the door and walked towards her with a cold face. There was a chilling coldness in those usually cold eyes, and he approached her step by step. "Messy" When the words came to her lips, Messy pulled her body forcefully and threw her to the sink behind her. Her waist hit the marble sink behind her. The pain caused her to frown instantly. The bath towel on her body was ruthlessly torn off by him, she suddenly looked at him, subconsciously protecting her body with both hands, "Messy, what are you doing?" "Can't you guess what I do?" The sharp thin lips parted in a bloodthirsty and cruel arc. His knuckle fingers tore off the buttons of his shirt, and the dropped buttons made a ticking sound on the ground, and every sound hit Lilly's body. Messy's eyes were terrifying, she had never seen Messy so fierce before. "Messy, let me go." Her wrist was held by him and couldn't move, with more and more strength, the pain made her brows frown even tighter. "What? Want to be a w***e, why are you pretending to be a chaste woman?" Prostitute? Her heart was deeply hurt by these two words that he uttered. Three years, three years of marriage, she has only this identity in Messy's eyes? "Since you want it so much, I'll satisfy you. After tonight, just keep your mouth shut." She didn't know how he had annoyed him tonight, but every word he said stabbed countless knives deeply into her heart. She struggled to escape from under him, but at this moment, he was like an enraged beast, trying to devour her, no matter how hard she tried, she was powerless in front of him. This is true no matter at this moment or with her feelings for him over the years. With a bitter smile from the corner of her lips, she stopped struggling. Sensing the compromise of the person below him, he paused for a moment in anger and turned his gaze to her. The bitterness in her eyes suddenly hurt a certain area in the deepest part of his heart that he didn't want to be touched by others, and the beautiful brows were suddenly tightened the next moment. But thinking of the things she did to him, the suppressed anger surged up again. When everything was over, the steamy bathroom was filled with the most primitive ambiguity and charm, but she couldn't feel any joy. She imagined the first time between the two of them countless times, but she never thought that it would start in this way. She squatted on the ground in pain, Messy only gave her a cold look and walked to the shower room. After a casual rinse, she was wrapped in a towel and walked out. After waiting for a long time, she recovered from the severe pain of tearing, slowly got up from the ground, and walked to the shower room to clean himself. Looking at herself in the mirror, even though she was as pale as paper, she couldn't hide the exquisiteness and brilliance in it, but she couldn't catch Messy's eyes no matter what. She twitched the corners of her lips in a self-deprecating manner and was surprised to see that he was still in the room. This is her and his wedding room, but in the past three years, he has appeared here only a handful of times, let alone staying overnight. At this time, he had already changed his clothes and sat on the sofa, with his slender legs lazily crossed, looking at her with a look of disdain for all sentient beings. She was no stranger to seeing such eyes, but tonight...the eyes were so dazzling that she felt humiliated. She raised her eyes and looked at him for a while, his voice was hoarse, "Is there anything else?" Messy stood in front of her, condescendingly looking down at her who was covered in scars and white as paper but calm enough to make him irritated and slowly spit out heartless words from his mouth. "Angel is back, I'll give you one day to get out of here." Her body froze for a moment, and there was a trace of disbelief in her originally dazed eyes. "Angel is back?" she is no stranger at all, even though she has never appeared in her life, she lives in her life all the time. She raised her eyes and stared at his eyes for a long time. These eyes were bottomless, and when facing her, they were always as indifferent as bayonets. She looked at him quietly, the sunny boy with a gentle smile in her memory was gradually blurred. After a while, she took a deep breath, as if mustering up her courage, and asked in a low voice, "Messy, in the past three years, have you ever liked me for a moment?" When she asked this sentence, she knew that she had already trampled all her dignity under her feet. The tears in her eyes were forced back by her abruptly. His body froze for a moment, he didn't expect her to ask him this question, and a trace of doubt flashed in his deep eyes. But this doubt was only fleeting and then dissipated. After staring at her for a long time, she heard a sarcastic sneer from his mouth, "What do you think?" Seeing the sarcasm in his eyes, she seemed to be laughing at her self-indulgence. She also laughed and felt that her question just now was a bit ridiculous, without self-knowledge. In the past three years, if he liked her even a bit, he would not have humiliated her like he is now. Messy didn't know why she suddenly laughed, but when Angel was mentioned, her reaction was unexpectedly calm. She was so calm that she didn't react as a normal wife should. Seeing her like this, he became more irritable. In the past three years, she has always shown such a decent and generous appearance, being a considerate wife who does not disturb him. But only he knew in his heart how vicious this woman's heart was. When he thought of what she had done, he couldn't help feeling sick, and couldn't help but want to strangle her with one hand. "I see." After a while, he only heard her calmly say this to him, and then went to the locker room. Messy raised his eyes, and his deep eyes rested on her slender back. Her reaction just now, not only did not let him enjoy the pleasure of revenge, but he became even more irritable in his heart. She came out of the dressing room after changing her clothes, her hair was still dripping with water, and her face, obviously without makeup, looked so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it. No matter how much he loathes her and hates her, he has to admit that this woman really has a face that is a disaster for the country and the people. When he saw her for the first time when he was young, he... He closed his eyes bitterly, not letting himself think about it. She didn't expect that Messy was still in the room, he paused, hesitated for a moment, and then walked towards him, just in time to meet his eyes that suddenly opened. She hadn't understood him with those dark eyes that were deep into the vortex. At this moment, she suddenly began to think about the meaning of her persistent efforts for the past three years. "Messy" She opened her mouth several times, and in the end, she swallowed a lot of words that came to her lips. He only said slowly, "I'm sorry, I didn't know that my wishful thinking made you so unhappy." When he said these words, she could still feel the pain of being stabbed by the needle in her heart.