Chapter 5

"Asshole!" Sheena was taken aback, then flushed, "You let me go!" "Let go?" Harold smiled evilly and loosened her neck. "Are you sure you want me to let go?" Harold kissed her lips, and the kiss was as if a violent storm made Sheena unable to withstand it and her body fell into a puddle of water in his arms. "Aren't you scolding me as a bastard? Your body is much more honest than your mouth.", Harold said leisurely. Sheena's face blushed, but the strong sense of shame still made her support her sanity, "You forced me!" "Forced?" Harold squinted his eyes, and the dangerous breath enveloped Sheena. "Sheena, admit it, you have a feeling for me in your heart, otherwise, your body...", he said as he took her waist and gripped it tight. Sheena bit her mouth and said nothing. But the less she made a sound, Harold became prouder. When everything was over, Sheena fell asleep in the seat feebly. Harold packed his clothes, and when he was about to start the car and leave, his cell phone rang. He picked it up and glanced at it. It was Betty's call. Since the last time they met at the reception, she had called him occasionally. Harold looked at the name Betty, squinted, and then glanced at Sheena who was sleeping next to him. If he remembers correctly... Sheena's profile also seems to have Betty’s surname. It was the afternoon when Sheena woke up again. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw an unfamiliar bedroom. She closed her eyes again and thought about what happened before she fell asleep. If I remember correctly... then she and Harold had sex in the car. Sheena was holding her forehead due to headache. She actually didn't want to get involved with Harold anymore, but she had probably affected after seeing Betty. In the past, Betty took away what’s hers, but now it was Betty's favorite thing that Sheena would take. Sheena sat up from the bed with her sore waist, and the quilt slipped off her body, only to realize that she was wearing a female pajama, which was still very sexy. She felt nauseous in her heart. She doesn’t know how many women Harold rolled over this bed. The pajamas were probably also worn by other women. She clenched her teeth and got up from the bed quickly and found a circle of her own clothes in the room. The clothes were randomly thrown in the corner. It was obvious that men didn't like to stack them. Sheena would rather wear her own dirty clothes than what others had used. She quickly changed her clothes, and then opened the door to go out. This is a duplex apartment. She stepped down the stairs and finally found Harold in the living room. He was sitting on the sofa with a computer on his legs, frowning, his fingers kept tapping on the keyboard. He seemed to be dealing with business affairs. When Sheena looked at Harold, he seemed to feel Sheena's gaze and raised her head, "I'm awake." Sheena was a little embarrassed, she coughed slightly, "Um..." "Take the medicine." Harold lifted his chin and pointed to the medicine on the coffee table. She doesn’t need to think about it to know that it must be a contraceptive. She just forgot to use contraception when I acted purely on impulse in the car. Sheena doesn't want to be pregnant now, and she doesn't want to be pregnant with any man's child. She lifted her foot and walked over to squat by the table, grabbed three pills from the inside, and swallowed without drinking any water. The dry pill slid down the throat, making it uncomfortable. "Drink water." Harold handed the cup to her hand. Sheena didn't answer, sat on the ground and looked up at Harold, "I found your taste is unique." Harold glanced at her and said nothing. Sheena said to him, "I'm 25 years old. I don't have any maintenance. I don't look like a 30-year-old person. I don't look like a beautiful person. All you can eat are my injuries." Harold also said before that she had a pale face and yet he’s so happy to kiss her, so his taste is so damn unique. "Shut up." Harold frowned slightly. "Why should I close it? You might ask me to open it again later." Sheena sarcastically said. Anyway, it is impossible to leave today, so she is not in a hurry anymore. She felt that since she had reached this point, there was nothing to be afraid of. Even if she faced Harold, she didn't have any fear. "Hey, how many women have you taken here?" Sheena remembered the female nightdress she wore before. "How are you related with Betty?" Harold did not answer, but asked a question instead. Sheena was startled, "You can’t even bring Betty here, can you?" Harold couldn't bear it. He threw the computer aside, and directly grabbed Sheena's neckline and raised it to his side. The distance was so close that she could see the frost in his eyes. "Let me ask you. You seduce me in the hotel because Betty likes me and you want to get revenge on her, right?" Sheena didn't know how to answer his question, because now she couldn't tell whether she had this mind or not. Although she didn't have it the first time, she brought it the other time. Sheena’s silence is equivalent to acquiescence in Harold’s eyes. His eyebrows are colder and his voice is full of anger, "You are the first woman who dares to play with me. Do you know the consequences of annoying me?" "I know. Why don't you know?" Even under such high-intensity pressure, Sheena actually laughed, but the smile on her face has a bit of vicissitudes that even her eyes were red, "I will even let you do it." "I have nothing now; studio, husband, family... nothing, so you can kill me. I won't defend myself." This was the first time Sheena felt that life was so difficult in 25 years, and it was also the first time that she felt desperate. This kind of taste is about to swallow her whole body and tear her into hell, without giving her the chance to turn over again. It's better to die than to live like this. She could feel Harold’s hand in her throat tightening, so she closed her eyes, planning to endure as her death approaches. Just when Sheena thought she was really going to be strangled to death by Harold, his palm suddenly loosened. Sheena fell to the ground feebly. She opened her eyes incomprehensibly and saw Harold looking at her condescendingly, and a domineering look of the world appeared in her black eyes: "If someone snatched something away, you have to get it back. If you are framed, you have to find evidence to prove that you are innocent. If tell me you want to die here, then how come Sheena could be defeated so easily?" He just said a few words easily, but it made Sheena's broken body seem to be suddenly filled with power.