I raised my high heels and stepped on his feet mercilessly. He screamed and no longer had the strength to hold the door.
He bent over and tried to stop me, and I kicked him in the stomach.
"You are such a bastard! It took me a long time to come here and prepare a surprise for you, but you gave me a gift instead."
"Joyce, no..."
"Shut up! You still don't admit it? I've taken a video just now."
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My eyes passed over Chris and looked at the woman in the maid outfit.
While Chris and I were arguing, the woman tried to slip away.
I clamped her hands from behind. She screamed and twisted, but it was in vain because her hands were restrained. She kept her face away as if she was afraid I would see it.
I grabbed her hair and turned her face to look at me.
Just when I was about to scold her, I saw a familiar face.
She was my aunt, Jasmine Clark.
"Ah!" She screamed, "Joyce, please listen to my explanation!"
"Why do you want me to listen to your explanation? Are you going to tell me that my aunt wore a maid outfit and lay on my boyfriend's bed to help him with his studies? Did I interrupt you to have sex?"
As I spoke, I picked up the small whip next to me and whipped Jasmine, asking her if she liked it.