As Elena Kent spoke, she turned sideways, just revealing the bed sheet that she had covered before.

There was a mottled blood stain on it, which was particularly conspicuous.

Nicola Clinton's face changed dramatically.

He shook off Elena Kent's hand and shouted angrily, "what the hell is going on?"

Fortunately, Elena Kent had expected his reaction. Although she was not reconciled and resentful, she pretended to be aggrieved.

"Nicola, what's wrong with you? Have you forgotten what happened last night? We... We have had sex."

She raised her hand and wiped the tears that didn't exist at all. She felt even more aggrieved. "Don't you want to be responsible for...