As soon as Alexander Johnson felt Chloe Simpson's slight tremble, he knew she had reacted.
"No! Alexander Johnson, let me go!"
Chloe immediately denied it, turned her face away, not looking at Alexander.
"Ha, still pretending? If not, why don't you dare to look at me?!"
Alexander reached out and pinched her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze.
At this moment, Chloe was already reaching her emotional limit.
A shaky marriage, Alexander's relentless pursuit, and the issue of AIDS—she felt she couldn't hold on any longer.
At this moment, Alexander was still humiliating her like this.
She really couldn't take it anymore!
"Yes, I am. I am that vile. From the moment of infidelity on our wedding night, I completely lost control of myself. In reality, I am just that disgraceful."
"I enjoy this thrill. I can't even control myself. Clearly, my heart keeps reminding me, over and over, that I am a married woman, I'm already married, I can't do this."
