Alice Miller finds a part-time job as a photography assistant in a wedding studio.

This kind of part-time job is better than being a waiter or a dishwasher in salary.

"Here Alice is, come here." The manager of the studio looks very enthusiastic and shows her around the entire studio, familiarizing herself with the situation.

Since Alice Miller has the work experience before, she quickly knows how to do it.

"This weekend, a couple of senior VIP clients have booked wedding photography, so you have to come here on the weekend, okay?" The studio manager looks at the scheduled itinerary. This is the top priority in this weekend, because they can't afford to offend the Beasley's. They must guarantee the best service and give them the best wedding photos.

Naturally, Alice Miller agrees. She has no class on Sunday, so she can stay here all day.

Early in the morning on the weekend, at ten o'clock, Justin Karsyn and Emily Beasley arrive at the studio. Hugging together, they walk in the studio. The manager comes out to greet them in person.

"Mr. Yi, Mrs. Yi, please."

Upon the arrival of the guests, Alice Miller immediately brings two cups of tea, "Please enjoy your tea."

Familiar with the voice, Justin Karsyn looks up. Isn't the person he wants to see every day, Alice?

"Alice, why are you here?" Justin Karsyn asks in surprise.

Shouldn't she be with Carl Evans? At school or .Carl's villa?

"Justin Karsyn?" Alice Miller freezes. They are today’s guests!

Emily Beasley also notices her. Why would this bitch be present here?

Seeing that Justin Karsyn is staring at Alice Miller, Beasley's glared at Alice Miller: "What a coincidence."

Alice Miller didn't want such a coincidence at all. Even though she wants to see Justin Karsyn and couldn't let him go, but it’s not here and now.

Emily Beasley asks Alice Miller to accompany her to choose a wedding dress.

"What do you think of this one?" Emily Beasley casually take out a white wedding dress and attempts to try it on.

Alice Miller shakes her head, "Miss Beasley's, this..."

"Please call me Mrs. Yi." Emily Beasley throws the wedding dress away and corrects her.

"Yes, Mrs. Yi." Alice Miller is a clerk, while standing in front of her is Emily Beasley, a rich and high-level VIP customer.

Emily Beasley tries the wedding dresses one by one. Each time they are changed, Emily Beasley always sneered at Alice Miller.

Without any response, Alice Miller just smiled as if he didn’t hear it at all. Anyway, the proud woman in front of her is today's VIP customer, and she can't protest Emily in any context.

By the time they go out for taking photos, it is almost noon. Alice Miller is following Wherever Beasley's goes. When Emily Beasley puts on makeup, Alice Miller helps hold her makeup bag besides; When Emily Beasley wants drink water, Alice Miller brings her water. She is not the assistant of the studio, but Emily Beasley's little maid.

"Give me such hot water, do you want to scald me to death?" Emily Beasley refuses the water handed over by Alice Miller.

"Mrs. Yi, you said you want this." Alice Miller replies.

"I don't want to drink it anymore, take it away!" Emily Beasley throws away the whole cup of boiling water and pours it on the back of Alice Miller's hand.

"Hss..." Alice Miller retracts her hand in pain.

Justin Karsyn immediately goes up from his position and runs to Alice's side, "Alice, you are burned, I will take you to the hospital."

Alice Miller withdraws her hand, "I'm fine." But it is painful, really painful.

Seeing this, the studio manager run over immediately, "What's the matter? Alice, is your hand burned?"

"I'm fine, I'll just go wash it with water." Alice Miller immediately turns around and leave.

Justin Karsyn wants to follow her, but is stopped by Emily Beasley, "If you follow her, I'll make you lose everything!"

Alice Miller applied some scalding medicine to her hand and wraps it with gauze. And then she returns to the photo location.

In the afternoon, it is still a busy shooting. Although Alice Miller's hand is wrapped in gauze, Emily Beasley still orders her like before. Even the photographer feels that there is nothing wrong, Emily Beasley is always picking her faults.

Emily Beasley looks at Alice Miller, "From tomorrow on, you don't have to come here, and I don't want to see you."

"Emily ." Justin Karsyn looks at Emily Beasley in surprise, how could she treat Alice like this? She has embarrassed her for a whole day. Is she planning to make her unable to keep her job now?

"Justine, you feel sorry for her, don't you?" Emily Beasley looks at him, does he have no patience now? In front of her, he must be so partial to this bitch, right?

What can Alice Miller do? Isn’t she good at pretending to be pitiful?

Justin Karsyn pauses for a moment. He feels sorry for her, but he couldn't do anything about it. He couldn't love her just as he did when he was a child.

When Alice Miller returns to the studio, the manager tells her that she doesn't need to come tomorrow as well as in the future days.

It doesn’t matter. Alice Miller stroke the gauze on her hands. Although the burns on her hands is painful, it is not as painful as the that in her heart.

As soon as Li, the driver see Alice Miller coming out, he immediately opens the door for her.

"Mrs. Alice, are you okay?"

Alice Miller shakes her head, "I'm fine. I'm sorry for being so late today."

"It doesn't matter, I have already called and told the boss." Li smiles at her.

The car drive back to the villa, and just is about to park in the garage when Carl Evan's car also drive in.

"Sir." Li glanced at Alice Miller who is asleep in the car, "Sir, Mrs. Alice is asleep."

Carl Evans opens the car door and looks at Alice Miller who is sleeping. Noticing the gauze wrapped around her hands, hr frowns and carries her back to her room.

Alice Miller feels the warm embrace, go to his embrace, and make a sound comfortably.

Carl Evans looks at her. If it were before, he would have directly thrown her away and ignored her. However, there is a faint reluctance in his heart.

"Sir, you're back." Mrs.He immediately come out, smiling when she saw Alice Miller in his arms.

Carl Evans put Alice Miller on the sofa. As soon as he puts her down, Alice Miller wakes up and is stunned at the handsome face in front of her.

"You, you, me, I..." Then she sits up and pushes him away.

"You're so scared when you see me? If you knew it earlier, I would have let you sleep enough in the car!" Carl Evans is angry at her retreating appearance.

"I fell asleep somehow." Alice Miller then remembers that she fell asleep in the car. Did he carry her in?

"What's wrong with your hand?" Cold eyes looked at her hand.

Alice Miller shrinks her hands, "It's okay."

"If you don't say it, you won't have to go to work in the future." Carl Evans insist on knowing the answer.

"Sir, can we have dinner?" Mrs. Ho looks at them, and Mrs. Alice looks tired.

Carl Evans nods, and the two moves to the restaurant. Alice Miller is about to pick up the chopsticks when her hand is sore, and the chopsticks falls to the ground.

"Mrs. Ho, take a spoon." Carl Evans continues eating the meal without raising his head.

With a small spoon in her left hand, Alice Miller eats awkwardly"Today, I met Justine and his wife in the studio." She decides to tell him all, because she wants these things gone.

Finally, Carl Evans looks at her.

"They happen to take wedding photos in that studio." Alice Miller doesn't expect that this could be said so easily. "However, I don't need to go tomorrow."

She doesn't want to meet Emily Beasley again at all. Her cynicism, the intimacy between them- She doesn’t want to see all of these.

Alice Miller has been tired for one day’s work. She just takes a shower and falls asleep after being back to her room, forgetting that someone is at home today.

Carl Evans comes out of the study, passes her room, and looks at the door. It is not closed tightly, with a beam of faint light casting outside. He pushes open the door and enters in, finding that Alice Miller is already asleep on the bed. Standing beside her bed, he looks down at her face, a really soundly slept face. It seems that it is a tiring day.

Is work so important for her, no matter how tiring it is?

However, as long as he recalls that she met Justin Karsyn today, he feels very uncomfortable. The next second, he pulls the thin quilt from her body, and a cool breeze wake Alice Miller up.

"You..." The dim light on the bedside reflects on the face of the man beside the bed, and his eyes are so gloomy.

Alice Miller looks down and find her nightdress almost fallen. She straightens her pajamas and wants to change the quilt, only to find that the quilt has already been thrown on the ground.

"What have you forgotten for today?" Carl Evans grabs her slender arm.

She really forgets. When he is at home, she has to serve him well before returning to the room.

She purses her lips tightly, "I'm sorry."

However, is this just what this man wake up her for? Is it a big deal for just one night?

Carl Evans doesn't want to hear her apology. However, the next second, his body covers hers.

When he tears off her nightgown and covers her body, Alice Miller becomes stiff.

He lifts Alice Miller's one leg, pinches her clitoris with his fingers, and entered her from the side.

"You're wet."

Alice Miller is too ashamed, and dare not to disobey him, so she could only close her eyes and let him tease her.

Suddenly, Carl Evans tries to speed up, grabbing her beating chest with one hand and rubbing it: "If Justin Karsyn know this, what would he do?"

Alice Miller struggles desperately, but Carl Evans doesn't give her this chance. He just turns over and presses her on the bed, and continues to insert her.

"Ashamed?" Carl Evans bit her shoulder, "You are Mrs. .Carl, shouldn't it be right to do such a thing with your husband? Dare to think of other men?"

"I don't..." Alice Miller wants to cry very much. In the morning, she knows that Justin Karsyn is going to marry another woman; in the evening, she has to suffer humiliation by Carl Evans . She is very sad.

Carl Evans snorts, obviously not believing her.

He kneels behind Alice Miller, pinches her waist, and inserts his penis to the end again: "You’d better not. Or, I will definitely make that man suffer."

After these words, he finally rams hard and shoots all the semen into her body.

He turns Alice Miller over and looks at her slightly closed eyes, which seemed very painful.

"How much does that man love you, that makes you so afraid of me."

Looking at his handsome face, Alice Miller is a little angry.But the words fall to her lips, and she says nothing.

She doesn't want to make him more angry.

Without answer, .Carl inserted her fingers inside her.

"Speak out!"

Alice Miller snorts in pain. He is taking revenge, an angry revenge!

But one of her hands is wrapped in gauze, and she was powerless to resist and refuse.

Alice Miller knows that she should reject this man and push him away. But why doesn't she?

Carl Evans is a little happy that she doesn't resist. He take Alice Miller into his arms and enters her again.

Carl Evan's movements is very light. He lowers his head and kisses Alice Miller's forehead, letting her relax and accept himself.

He buries his face in her breast: "I'll make you stop being afraid of me."