"Who's the figure behind that red lingerie?"
Zein bagan to give his irritated expression again. His face seemed hardened, indicating that he didn't like Cherry questions. "Can we talk about the lingerie later?"
"I can't," Cherry insisted. "I want to now," she added.
"Cher, do me a favor, will you?" Zein put emphasised on every word.
"Zein..."
"Baby, look at me." Zein held Cherry's chin until their eyes both met. "I can't play with you. My love and affection are entirely yours. There's no one else. You believe me, don't you?" Zein interrupted before Cherry wrapped up her sentences.
Cherry really wanted to shake her head. How could she believe that when she found a nightgown in the man's room? Cherry was pretty sure what happened wasn't exactly what Zein said. Yet, she chose to display a spirit of trust before Zein. Later, she would find out the owner of the lingerie. "I believe it."
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