Chapter 211 Intense Battle

Facing Credence's injuries, no matter how angry Dorothy was, she didn't dare to struggle with great force. Because of that, she couldn't break free from his grasp, especially his teasing scratch at her palm. Dorothy glared at him and said angrily, "Let go." This man had always been like this. He always did things of his own accord and even imposed his will on her. He never cared whether she was in the mood, or whether she agreed to it. He looked at her quietly. Perhaps he was satisfied with his tease. He loosened his iron grip that was clenching on to her small hand slowly, and a calm smile appeared on his handsome face, "It is inconvenient for me to move around. Can I ask you for a small favor? I need to use the bathroom." Upon hearing this, Dorothy's body trembled slightly. She flusteredly raised her head and met his deep, black gaze. It was like a whirlpool, trying hard to suck her in. The crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling shone br