They're not even human anymore; those wicked women can cry even more miserably.

They even threw away the clothes they were wearing.

Dirty, so dirty!

It's completely unwearable now.

But the more he disliked it, the more his thoughts became involuntarily drawn to the scene from before.

Tia's face gradually turned red, and she looked uneasy.

It's absolutely shocking! Even if I poured milk all over my clothes, it wouldn't be this bad!

"Hmm~!"

A soft moan, sounding uncomfortably soft, came from the figure on the bed, waking Tia from her reverie.

Lilith covered her head, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was Tia, who was standing guard by my bedside.

Lilith was not surprised by this scene.

But what puzzled her was why she kept looking at her with such a pitiful expression.

My head hurts so much; a hangover is really awful.

Her headache left her no time to even think about why Tia was looking at her like that.

She extended a hand, and with the tacit understanding between the two of them over the years, Tia immediately stepped forward, took Lilith's hand, and helped her sit up.

As Tia touched her hands together and looked down, she recalled the scene from last night, and her face paled even more.

My guilt has only grown stronger.

The young lady is such an angelic person, and yet I touched her with my bare hands. I deserve to die!

Lilith drank a glass of water with Tia's help, which calmed her down a little.

I also recalled what happened last night.

She only remembers drinking one cup after another, and then she knows nothing more.

I couldn't help but feel a little curious.

What happened after I fell into a deep sleep last night?

Tia avoided eye contact and lowered her head.

How could she possibly say those things?

Naturally, the only option was to keep it a secret.

"It seems we're all asleep, aren't we?"

"The alcohol is a bit strong?"

"I... I don't remember either."

Tia stammered, squeezing out almost one word at a time.

I felt tormented and distressed.

Lilith didn't doubt this explanation.

Yeah, I was so drunk last night, everyone else was probably fast asleep, right?

What a pity, such a good opportunity.

She didn't think much of it, but felt a sticky and uncomfortable feeling all over her body.

"I want to take a bath."

Lilith reached out her hand to Tia, indicating that she needed help.

Despite feeling guilty, Tia always complied with Lilith's orders.

Lilith helped her to the bathroom. Because of her hangover, she felt heavy, so she asked Tia to help her take off her clothes.

Sitting on the edge of the bathtub, slightly bent over, she casually took off her fishing net and lingerie.

Tia's eyes gradually widened.

He stared intently at the removed stockings.

It has the scent of a young lady from a wealthy family.

Lilith had already stepped barefoot into the bathtub, unaware of the commotion behind her.

Tia's heart pounded. She watched as the young lady's perfect back was gradually swallowed by the pool, then looked down at Haisi.

In the end, she couldn't resist and reached out her hand.

Fishnet stockings aren't as silky as full-coverage stockings; they have a slightly rougher feel.

It still retains some warmth.

Tia lowered her head and took a deep sniff.

My heart was overwhelmed with shame.

I really am an incurable pervert.

Even though I know this behavior is wrong, I still can't control myself.

Oh well, let's just consider being taught a lesson by some nobodies as atonement.

To atone for his perverted behavior.

This is the punishment she deserves.

Tia thought to herself, trying to deceive herself.

It felt like something had been let go of in my heart.

I feel a bit relieved.

Chapter Thirty-Seven: Madam, you also want to quickly revive your deceased husband, don't you?

The other side.

"Snapped!"

The sound of porcelain hitting the ground was crisp. The delicate cup fell to the ground and shattered in two, causing the liquid inside to spill out.

Ella looked astonished, almost unable to believe her ears.

After regaining her senses, the woman, wearing a fitted dress, squatted down and began to clean up the mess she had made.

But a sense of shock lingered in my heart.

Her slender hands picked up the broken cup, but her eyes remained lifeless.

Char, the top freshman!?

How could he be a genius if he wasn't just a timid brat who only knew how to blackmail lonely widows?

As she was thinking, holding the broken porcelain in her hand, she stood there blankly, lost in thought.

But just then, Ella heard a knock on the door.

Coming to her senses, Ella quickly tidied up her things and composed herself before opening the door.

Seeing the gentle and refined young man with a warm smile outside the door, Ella was startled.

Is this a case of wishing for something and having it come true?

He involuntarily took a step back.

Char then entered the room, stepping past Ella and walking into the room.

"Auntie Ai, I've come to ask you for tutoring."

The boy's smile widened, radiating youthful vigor and brilliance.

By the time Ella came to her senses, he had already gone inside.

She had a bad feeling and turned around.

"Make up a lesson?"

"Yes, we need to keep up with the school's pace."

As he said this, Xia sat down on the sofa with practiced ease, took out paper and pen from his backpack, and looked up at Ella.

He had a serious expression, but his eyes were full of thirst for knowledge.

But Ella was wary and suspicious of his true intentions.

But since someone had leverage over her, what could she do even if she didn't want to agree?

The form-fitting dress outlined the soft curves of her voluptuous figure. Ella held one arm with the other, looking somewhat reserved and apprehensive like a dutiful wife.

The gentle voice was low, delicate yet dense.

The handsome young man kept taking notes, while a black-stockinged married woman sat beside him, responsible for giving instructions. Her long purple hair was gentle, and the sunlight reflected on the floor, making her fair and elite face seem to glow.

Her body was slightly turned to the side, and her slightly protruding belly gave her a graceful and dignified air.