"Do you remember how Marvin treated you in the past? The Annabelle I know is not someone who lacks principles like this."
Kendrick's eyes burned with jealousy, and his tone of voice did not hide it. Annabelle felt a sudden sense of unease.
"What kind of person I was, you never really knew."
She only wanted to quickly break free from his embrace, and spoke without thinking.
Kendrick's pupils contracted as he not only didn't let go, but also pressed her against the edge of the dining table. He leaned in close to her ear and whispered:
"How do you expect me to understand you then?"
His hand had already slid from her cheek to her collarbone, making a circle, and grabbed her dress strap, "Like this?"
Kendrick's powder keg had long reached the point of explosion, and Annabelle's final sen
