Chapter 61

　　The big hand placed on her shoulders clenched slightly, Harold showed a sense of frustration, "Are you in love with him?" He whispered. 　　"You forced me." Jillian looked at Harold but did not cry. When she loved him, he loves other women; when she worked hard for this love, he repeatedly ignored her own life and death for other women. Now that she doesn't love him and she gives up, she doesn't understand why he still refuses to let her go. 　　A fierce excitement burst into Harold's eyes, and the sound of her clothes broke in the air. Then he said fiercely, "You want to be with him? In your dream!" 　　The person on her body attacked her like a cheetah. Her struggle is nothing to him. Her hands slapped anywhere she could touch, but the person on her body was pulled away in the next second. He hadn't reacted when he was slapped fiercely on the face. 　　Time stood still, and the old-fashioned clock in the living room rang twelve o'clock. 　　Harold was hand