"I'm not crazy! I'm not drunk, I know what I'm doing!"
He lowered his head, his sharp eyes glaring at the woman in his arms, his handsome face suppressing the anger.
He kicked open the door, the loud noise made Tracy's body tremble, she didn't move, her hands trembling, watching helplessly as the man carried her into the room.
This master bedroom was her first time coming in since getting married, unfamiliar yet somewhat familiar, memories rushed into her mind like tides.
She would never forget the situation waking up in this bedroom that morning, she couldn't accept everything that had happened, so she fled in panic.
Now entering again, her mood was completely different...
Tracy was in a daze, until the man placed her on the bed, she came back to her senses, and upon raising her eyes, the man's tall and strong body had already pressed down, trapping her firmly between his arms.
