This was Dorothy's innate nature. With just a glance, she was certain that the woman who was being so intimate with Credence was Melanie.

Dorothy felt as though her heart had been fiercely pierced by a bullet, and blood flowed out of her.

She saw Melanie wrap her hands around Credence's neck, and her lipstick-stained lips were touching his chin.

She even heard Melanie speaking in a soft and husky voice,  "Credence, don't go home tonight. Let's talk about the old days and have s*x, what do you think? Ten days ago, you promised to celebrate my birthday and spend the night with me. You must keep your promise."

"Credence,...