Chapter 11 She Cried

Her eyes were filled with tears. Her body trembled. Darwin watched, feeling like his heart was being cut with a blunt knife.

Except for the very beginning, she had never resisted or been afraid of his intimate touch like this before. She had always been so accommodating to him.

Darwin's gaze deeply scrutinized Fiona, and he felt more and more estranged. It was as if the affectionate moments they had shared in the past five years were all his imagination. Why?! On what basis?!

Darwin's anger intensified. He pinched Fiona's chin and let out a short, cold laugh. "Fiona, these past few days, you haven't been like this. Acting weak and vulnerable now, do you think it'll work?"

The sound of tearing filled the air as her evening gown was torn.

"Alright, enough nonsense." White legs were exposed in the air.

"Darwin!" Fiona screamed, curling her legs up, attempting to push Darwin away with her knee.

But what good would that little strength do? Her legs were suppressed once again. Then, Darwin