Chapter 88 Why Didn't You Use Even a Single One of Them?

Without the door in the way, the sound of the woman’s moans coming from the bathroom was even clearer than before.

Perhaps because he had also smelled that scent, Quinn felt a little hot and undid the top two buttons of his shirt as he walked toward the bathroom.

Jenna had been soaking in the cold water for a while now, but her face was still red.

She felt too uncomfortable and was splashing in the water like a fish, every inch of her drenched. There was a red mark around her wrists from the tie.

Quinn swept his gaze over the mess that was the bathtub and the woman in it. His steps paused for a moment before stepping into the bathroom and squatting down beside the bathtub.

Jenna seemed to sense his presence and began to struggle even harder.

As Quinn brushed his thumb against her soft and warm lips, she unconsciously followed her instincts and nuzzled her face into his palm, kissing his fingers reverently.

The man stared at her, his gaze deepening.

Undeniably, he could have bro