Dorothy's face was flushed red, half of it was from embarrassment, and the other half was because of anger.

Her blood was surging. She did not understand whether this damned man had changed his mind or his whole personality. He would hug and kiss her whenever he felt like it. Did he ever ask for her consent?

"Credence, let me go right now!"

Dorothy struggled impatiently a few times and accidentally hit the newly healed wound on his chest heavily with her elbow. After hearing his painful groan, she was worried that he would be hurt, so she didn't struggle anymore. However, she was still angry.

Credence endured the stinging...