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The Aftermath Of The Evening

Author: Self-love
last update Last Updated: 2023-06-11 05:35:46
After stepping out of the house, Scarlett was still fuming. She wanted to destroy more things inside the house, but Ethan's hold on her was very strong.

She struggled to get free from his tight grip but to no avail.

“It's enough! We are out now, so you can let off my hand.” She said and glared at Ethan. She was angry that she wanted nothing but to eat him alive.

“Are you not satisfied with what you've done? I think your slaps to them are more than enough to quench your anger. ” Ethan stopped walking, let go of her hand, and said to her.

Scarlett pulled her hair backward in annoyance. “Of course, I'm not satisfied. I didn't get to destroy many things inside that's fucking house. Moreover, I didn't get to kill the old man. So, how can you pull me out by force? Huh? ” She placed her hands on her waist and demanded angrily.

Ethan massaged his temple in frustration. He wasn't in his right mind to listen to her tantrums now. He felt a headache coming on.

“Let's just go home. I'm tired an
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