"No," Roger answered his own question without hesitation.
But did he really not love her? Now, as their soft lips met, he did not want to let her go for his own greed. Roger groaned and pinched her butt closer towards his own lustful body. He did hate himself, yes, but Roger reminded himself of what she had done to him and his life, his livelihood, and what was continuing to do. Yes, he deserved to take revenge at least?
Jessica pushed him away angrily, as difficult as that was, and glared at him, breathing heavily. "Roger, I want to see my son!?"
Roger stood indifferently in front of her and tidied up his slightly disordered suit and tie which had just been pulled by Jessica. "If you leave Aaron and stay away from my life, you can go abroad with your son," replied Roger, in an icy col
