She believes that women must have their own careers in order to live with confidence and dignity.

A woman who lives on a man with all her heart has, but not her.

Claudia could never be that kind of woman.

She lifted the quilt and lay down. She also turned her back to Rowan and closed her eyes, but she was not sleepy.

Alas.

In this case, it is strange to be able to sleep.

After lying quietly for a few minutes, she suddenly sat up with her quilt in her arms.

"What do you want to say, just say it! There is no need to show me your smelly face!"

Hearing this, Rowan slowly turned to look at her and sarcastically said, "Say? What can I say? Miss Mu has a sharp tongue. What can I say? Not all the words are for you to say."

"Oh! I knew Mr. Rowan was waiting for me here!" When she laughed out loud, she went down to the ground, walked a few steps to him and stood still.

Lift up your face, charming big eyes blink, "where is Mr. Rowan? Do you also think I should stay at home?"

Rowan raised her hand, her fingertips falling on her slippery and white face, swimming slowly and wandering inch by inch.

"I said, will you do it?"

He threw the question back.

Claudia did not even think about it and replied, "No."

Blocking his hand, she said, "Claudia will not be an accessory to anyone, even yours in Rowan."

Her eyes are bright and shining, and she is so confident and flamboyant.

She vowed not to be an accessory to anyone, even Rowan‘s.

Not angry, on the contrary, my heart was burning.

That‘s what he wants. That‘s her.

Just her.

Strong arms wrapped around her thin waist, and he suddenly picked her up face to face.

"Hello!" With an exclamation, Claudia put his hands on his shoulder, one head higher than him, and looked at him with low eyes. "What are you doing?"

"You."

He smiled evil and pressed her on the bed.

His hands were raised above his head, and he clamped them down with one hand, easily.

The other hand reached down the hem of her nightgown and came into close contact with her warm skin.

Claudia struggled, kicked him with his legs, kicked him, and refused to submit.

From her point of view, the two have not made up yet, how can they do that kind of thing?

"Mr. Rowan, do you want to be strong in marriage?"

"Whether it is strong or not will soon be known." Leaning over, he held her lip. "Don‘t beg me for you later."

"I don‘t... um..."

Her mouth was blocked and she could only breathe through her nose.

The small nose was constantly opening and closing, the oxygen was completely plundered, her head was dizzy, and her body was uncontrollable in fever and weakness.

Rowan‘s kiss seemed poisonous.

It can make people addicted.

Neck is not light not heavy sucking kiss, she looked at the ceiling misty, wink like silk.

The beautiful and enchanting manner is enough to make men crazy.

Attack.

He took possession of her beauty.

She is a flower in full bloom for him alone and a delicacy that he alone can enjoy.

After satisfying, it was already over 3 o‘clock in the morning.

Rowan picked up the soft and collapsed Claudia and touched her crying red eyelids.

"Roll..." She vomited out a word weakly.

He chuckled and moved her eyelashes again.

Claudia is going to be exhausted, angry and hated.

The disparity in physical strength left her with no choice but to let others fish her.

Fortunately, Mr. Rowan was not too bad. Put her down. He got up and went out to pour her a cup of warm water downstairs.

In his hand, Claudia drank half a glass of water and finally felt relieved.

At least, I can still live.

A wet towel was twisted out of the bathroom and she was roughly wiped.

The sheets were ravaged so badly that they could no longer sleep.

Rowan wrapped her in a quilt, carried her to the tatami in the room, took out new sheets and pillowcases from the cabinet, changed them, and carried her back.

After this, it was already 4 o‘clock.

Sleep for more than three hours and get up again.

In a daze, Claudia could not really fall asleep.

I just feel very sleepy, but my spirit is still there.

Rowan hugged her and knew that she had not slept, so she whispered, "You don‘t have to take my father‘s words to heart. If you like, continue to do it."