Chapter 3: You want to leave so badly?

The car stopped in front of the courtyard and she turned the lights on. There was little movement from the back and she glanced back. Tony was already leaning against the car window, sleeping quietly. Alice pursed her lips and whispered again, "Here we are, you should get off." He didn't respond, and Alice waited for a moment before opening the door and going to the back to help him out. The man's full weight was on her shoulders and Alice gritted her teeth as she helped him to the front door. After a few more attempts, she resigned herself to fetching the key from his pocket and opening the door. This was not the first time she had come to his house, but in the past someone had come to take him in and she had only been able to look at him from a distance. Now she walked in and turned the light on. She strained to help the person next to her into the bedroom and was inexplicably relieved when she threw herself onto the bed. Looking at the person on the bed, she had more than a little fondness in her eyes, looking at the person on the bed without hiding her heartfelt emotions. There was no extra person in the house, or more accurately, she was the most extra here, and the only one who could take care of him now. While he was asleep, Alice had a chance to look around the place, from upstairs to downstairs, the furniture was too simple. In the bathroom there was only a supply of toiletries, and after a quick glance she went back to her room and carefully wiped his face with a wet towel. When she finally unbuttoned him, Alice's face couldn't help but burn, and she could clearly feel the panic and tension in her heart. When the wet towel touched his chest, Tony suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her with an icy gaze, Alice's heart trembled and she hurriedly withdrew her hand. She knew that he didn't like himself touching him, so it was better not to. There was a vague glint of sarcasm in his eyes, "What are you doing here, seducing me?" Alice paused, put the things in her hands aside and got up from him, "I'll go first, you get some rest." She acted naturally, not explaining or refuting, not saying anything. Tony got up from the bed and looked at her figure that was about to turn and leave, his head ached and he actually pulled her down unconsciously. After a moment of spinning, Alice looked at the person in front of her in shock. She reached out and pushed him, but the person in front of her did not move. After struggling for a while, Alice calmed down again and looked calmly at the person on top of her, "I am not qualified to stay here, see you, Tony." "Since you're here, do you still want to leave?" He lowered his head, and as if Alice thought of something, she suddenly reached out and pushed him in horror. Tony also ripped her clothes off without mercy, pressing her hands down hard as she struggled, entering without any foreplay, causing her to almost bite her tongue off. Alice only felt as if her whole body had been viciously torn apart, then glued back on to continue tearing apart. Over and over again, she suffered the pain he caused. Tony moved hard a few times and then abruptly pulled away, all he wanted now was to see her pained expression and her pleading voice. He wanted to let her know, to let her know that she was in trouble, to let her stop being so stubborn. Only the person beneath him was all but frozen, like a soulless doll, staring expressionlessly at the top of her head. It couldn't help but frustrate him a little, and then irritate him even more. Once or twice, and finally she closed her eyes and tilted her head away. Her heart was full of grievances and her eyes burned, and all those emotions that she could not vent could only remain inside her and fester. Probably fed up, Tony withdrew from her body. He looked at her with a complicated gaze, then quickly collected his emotions when she opened her eyes and looked at her coldly. Alice sat up silently, casually pulling a nearby blanket to cover herself before asking, "Can I leave now?" The ambiguous marks on her body and the smell of the room were disgusting, but she braced herself and got off the bed to get her clothes back, only to be thrown back onto the bed. Tony looked at her angrily and questioned her with a sneer, "Do you want to leave so badly?" "Stay here to disgust you? You just said that I am not qualified to stay here." She also stared at him indifferently, without a trace of emotion in her eyes. Tony was stunned, not expecting her to answer himself like that. After looking at her for a long time, he finally let go of her hand and roared with a disgusted look on his face, "Get lost, as far away as you can." That anger was as if it was not Alice but himself. Seeing her face pick up the clothes on the ground and put them on unusually calmly before limping away. Tony, however, felt that he had hit his fist on cotton, and always had a feeling of powerlessness in the face of Alice. A light flickered outside the window and then there was no more movement, and he looked in the direction of the door with a grim frown. The fist in his hand clenched unconsciously. That woman, she always had a way of stirring up his anger. 4