High-priced new wife: mistakenly committed dangerous love madness

"Why did you do this?" Finally, Catherine spoke with extreme doubts.

Christine looked proud, and was waiting for her to say that she was satisfied and liked it. Unexpectedly, she said such a sentence!

If he read it correctly, it is still an interrogative sentence, right?

shi.t!

What did he do this for, she still doesn't know?

Did he get water in his head or was kicked by a donkey? It's impossible to see what he was doing for such a stupid thing?

"You don't know what I'm for?" Christine approached her with a cold face, her muscular body pressed against her, and grabbed her jaw, forcing her to look at herself.

The deep eyes are like two pools of abyss, with no end or bottom.

His approach, his breath, and his body temperature were transmitted to her skin through the fabric, and her heart beat uncontrollably, as if dancing a fierce samba, frenzy, passion!

"I don't know." His fingertips tightened suddenly, causing her pain, and she frowned, and she said word by word: "I don't know, after I was captured by the US emperor and vaccinated, until After being cured, during this period of time, your contrasting attitude made me feel uneasy. Christine, I don’t want your sympathy, let alone your pity! You don’t have to feel guilty towards me at all, because I don’t need it! "

"Poor? Sympathy?" Christine never felt that these two words were so ironic, ironic about everything he did, like a purposeful joke.

He kept nodding his head, with burning anger in his eyes, he took off his suit jacket, and immediately unbuttoned his shirt in a swift movement.

Because of his urgency, he failed to untie the buttons several times. With a low curse, he tore them apart forcefully with both hands, and all the buttons fell to the ground.

Catherine looked at him looking a little out of control, took a step back, and was immediately caught by her: "I pity you? I f*** still sympathize with you? Catherine, open your eyes and let me see clearly. Look at this All my injuries were caused by you, thanks to you! Now, you also pity me, sympathize with me, and treat me like I treat you, dare you?!"

Catherine stared wide-eyed, looking at the fingernail-sized scar on his lean, muscular lower abdomen. Looking up, she saw the deep scratches on his shoulders, which were so glaring against his white skin. and horror.

How much strength should it take to make several such deep wounds?

There were too many emotions in her eyes, and after the shock, she felt unspeakably distressed.

Christine pointed to the scar on her lower abdomen and said in a cold voice: "Did you see it? It's all thanks to you! If it wasn't for saving you, would I be worthy of being shot? Look at this scratch! If it wasn't for making you If you don't hurt others, do I need to use my body to hurt you? When it comes to sympathy and pity, I should be the one who deserves sympathy and pity, right? Also, even if you are captured by the US imperialists and made into a human A monster that is neither human nor ghost, am I fucking worthy to put down my body to do these things to sympathize with you for the sake of that little bit of guilt? Catherine, you fucking tell me, can I do it!"

Maybe it was because he was yelling too hysterically, or maybe his words were too shocking for her. Catherine opened her eyes wide and stared at him fixedly, unable to say a word.

Yes, he was absolutely right.