When Estelle heard this, her heart sank, and her face immediately turned ghastly pale.

“You... You bastard!” she shouted.

“So what?” Cristofer said as he sneered and looked down at her. “You’re going to sleep with a bastard. You must be feeling bad now, right?”

Estelle struggled desperately in his arms and kept beating his chest, “Let go of me! Let go of me! Can’t Gretchen satisfy you in bed? You can go to find another woman! Cristofer, do you hear me? Let go of ...