Chapter 150

The kiss quickly escalated out of control. Pierce's hands began to wander, lifting her clothing and gripping her. Millie found that she wasn't repelled by his closeness, but she didn't want it to happen in this unclear and distressing situation.

She struggled with all her might. "Pierce, what do you think of me?"

"You're no different from Stefan right now!" she shouted angrily, feeling deeply wronged and her eyes welling up with tears.

Pierce's body stiffened sharply at her words, his heart aching as if it were being torn apart. He shouldn't be the abuser!

He hurriedly returned to his seat and rolled down the window, letting the night breeze in.

Millie felt helpless and gathered her clothes to cover herself.

"I'm sorry," Pierce finally spoke after a long silence. "I lost control. I shouldn't have treated you like this."

"So you always thought this way about me? No matter what I said about not loving Stefan, you thought I was lying, that I still had a place for him in my heart."