Chapter 373

Shelmaine thanked the driver again, happy that there were still some good people left in the world. It was just her misfortune that all her luck had run out when she got entangled with Samuel. Disheveled and exhausted, Shelmaine returned to the hotel, purposely choosing one far from where Samuel was staying. When she checked in, the receptionist noticed her distress and gently asked if she needed any help. "No, thank you," Shelmaine said sincerely. It had been a nerve-wracking night. The first thing Shelmaine did upon entering her room was take a shower to wash off any trace of Samuel. In the mirror, she could see her mature figure. Her neck was marked with bruises left by him. He was out of control. Closing her eyes, she felt a sense of despair as she scrubbed herself under the hot water. She used a generous amount of soap to wash herself multiple times until her skin was red and raw. After finishing her shower, she wrapped herself in a towel and curled up on the couch. She lit