CHAPTER 9

Valerie opened her eyes; she was not sleeping. How could she sleep peacefully in the arms of a strange man who was currently fast asleep?

Even until this moment, Valerie felt hatred for herself; more precisely, he even felt disgusted with his body. It could be said that her was like a bitch now; if only his situation was not like this, then Valerie would feel happier and calmer if they did it based on mutual love.

Valerie let go of Arthur's embrace on her body; she immediately walked to the bathroom and skipped all her clothes, which now lay disorderly on the floor of the room. Valerie's thoughts at this time were that she had to erase Arthur's traces on her body, even though bathing in the early hours of the morning was never in Valerie's dictionary.

But all that he would often do from this moment on was eliminate all of Arthur's body odor that clung to his body.

"I hate you, Arthur; it's a shame why I met you then, and I regret it now." Valerie could only curse Arthur in her heart