"Juno, you didn’t even use much force, how did she end up like this? First, she’s playing hard to get and now it's a pity act. Are all the girls in this country so clever? How is it that after just three years abroad, I can’t figure them out anymore?"
Sasha forced a bitter smile. After yesterday's injury, she felt so weak that it only took a small push for her to fall.
But unfortunately, the man who once cherished her, now easily believed Quinn's words and only saw her with disgust in his eyes.
"Always pretending, huh? You’re so good at this. It’s just a little blood and I’m sure you’ll heal on your own!"
Quinn chuckled lightly. "Juno, let’s go. Let’s head to my little house, roast some oranges, drink tea and read books. Remember, no other business during the day."
Upon hearing her suggestive words, Sasha finally noticed that under her coat, Quinn was wearing a low-necked sweater, revealing an ambiguous mark.
Sasha's heart ached painfully.
She had been with Juno for three years and they had only hugged and kissed, never going further.