Chapter 100

The moonlight, gentle as water, filtered through the glass windows, casting a soft glow into the room. Red leaned over, his body hovering over hers as he delicately pushed her shirt aside. The moonlight illuminated her porcelain skin, making it appear as though she were a beautiful porcelain figurine.

Red’s gaze moved downward, becoming increasingly intense when he noticed a faint bite mark on her shoulder.

Carolina! It’s really you!

Red was utterly horrified. In that dimly lit room, his eyes, as profound as a wolf’s, gleamed with a wild, untamed light. At this moment, he was flooded with a thousand indescribable emotions—joy, heartache, and, undoubtedly, anger. Why did it have to be this way? Did she undergo facial surgery just for the sake of revenge?

Carolina! How much do you hate me? I told you that Ryan’s death was accidental. I didn’t want it to happen. Why won’t you believe me? He involuntarily gripped her shoulders tightly.

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