Chapter 295 There’s Nothing To Be Said About Being Willing Or Unwilling To

Sophia wore a beige-colored wool sweater while standing under the white lights in the walkway. Her neck was splattered with many red hickeys, which was a striking contrast to her skin and the color of her clothes. It was like a glaring black stain on a white piece of paper, which was particularly painful to Sterling’s eyes. Sophia was embarrassed by his stares as her hands subconsciously reached up to cover her neck. However, this was calling attention to something she wanted to be hidden. She gave an unnatural cough as she put her hands down. The room door was now open as Sophia had been pulled out of there. Sterling stared painfully at Sophia with a look of disbelief as he pushed the door wider to look into the room. Charles was sitting calmly on the big, pink bed that looked like it was designed for a teenage girl. He was covered with a sky-blue blanket that once belonged to Sophia. His half-naked torso had a few obvious scratches. There were quite a few male and female underga