Hansen, who was a clean freak, now reeked of alcohol, and his face was very gloomy.
He rushed into the spacious bathroom, filled the bathtub with water, took off his clothes, and lay in it comfortably. The warm water surrounded him, and his nerves gradually calmed down.
Didn't he hate her? Why did he care about her so much? He should have let the two dirty men take advantage of her, it had nothing to do with him.
Why did he rush to her without thinking?
Wasn't he looking forward to her being humiliated and defiled by others?
Was he moved by her pitiful and vulnerable appearance, or was it because he could not bear to see her be humiliated? Or did he care about her from the bottom of his heart?
As he pondered this, Hansen sunk to the bottom of the bathtub and let the water engulf him.
