He tore off his clothes and pressed them on her body. Without any prelude,he directly entered her body. The tearing pain in her private area made her cry out in pain. Before he could relieve it,he moved rudely,completely ignoring her feelings.
At this moment,she was in complete despair. This man that she loved with all her might was just using her as a tool to vent her anger. She could not even be considered a substitute.
In the The market in the South,she was still a socialite that no one could ask for. How could she have fallen to such a state? All of this was just her pitiful love.
The intense pain in her body could not compare to the pain in her heart. She lay motionless on the bed and allowed him to vent on her. She no longer had any mood to please him. This kind of love that could
