Luis walked into the bathroom, and soon, there was the sound of running water.

Grace stood by the door, looking at the luxurious big bed. The sheets with champagne color and gold pattern on the bottom looked luxurious, but a little cold, like Luis' character. There was a photo of him and Victoria on the bedside table. Victoria in the photo smiled sweetly, but he was still as cold as ice without a smile, as if this marriage had not brought him any joy.

If not, why did he marry her sister?

……

The sound of water in the bathroom suddenly stopped. Luis opened the door and walked out. His hair was wet and dripping. He was topless, and his lower body was only wrapped in a white bath towel. The water on his body was not dried. The glittering and translucent water droplets flashed under the light, with a deceptive luster. His bronzed skin, strong chest, slender and strong legs, as well as his unique masculine breath, all showed his wild charm.

Grace didn't dare to look at him. Although she was twenty-one years old, her emotional world was blank. She had never been alone with a man so ambiguous, what's more, the man was dangerous and complicated.

She was a little nervous.

Luis sat on the sofa and wiped his hair, habitually ordering, "Pour me a glass of wine."

Grace frowned. She was a woman who had just miscarried. Even if he didn't care about her thoughtfully, he should not instruct her to pour him wine. That was too much. If she followed her temper, she wouldn't compromise, but she played the role of Victoria. With Victoria's weak and submissive character, she could only work hard. She had just entered this role, and couldn't change too much, otherwise it would arouse suspicion.

"Oh." Grace answered, opened the wine cabinet, and found that there were more than a dozen bottles of famous wines in it, each of which was intact. She didn't know what kind of wine Luis used to drink at ordinary times. She hesitated for a moment before decisively choosing the bottle of Hennessy, which was exquisite in wine quality, luxurious and low-key, with soft and implicit taste and elegant and mature charm. It should be more suitable for Luis' taste.

Grace poured half a glass of Hennessy, added a few ice cubes, and handed the wine to Luis.

When Luis took the glass, he hesitated slightly, but didn't say anything. He gulped it down, put it on the coffee table, and Grace poured him another glass. Then she sat on the sofa opposite him and said with guilt, "Luis, I'm sorry, I didn't keep the baby."

Luis sipped his wine slowly, his eyes hanging, as if thinking of something.

The atmosphere became stiff and dignified, and the surrounding air was somewhat depressed.

Grace kept her head down. She was gambling. If Luis was the one who gave her sister an abortion medicine, he would say something cool about Victoria now, because his purpose had been achieved. If the murderer was not him, then, as the father of the child, he should blame her a few words, or ask about the abortion.

She was waiting for his reaction.

For a long time, when the second cup of Hennessy bottomed out, Luis finally raised his eyes and said coldly, "It doesn't matter, anyway, I'm going to let you abort this child, and it's just convenient to shed it."

His expression was as cold as when she first met him, and there was no temperature in his eyes.

This sentence made the truth confusing. It meant that Luis didn't want the baby, but he hadn't had time to ask his sister to abort the baby. If it wasn't him, who was the murderer? Or, the murderer was originally him, but he didn't want his sister to know?

Grace couldn't figure out Luis' mind. This man's heart was deeper than the sea.

How pitiful was sister's fate. How sad would she be to marry such a man if she heard these words? If this child was so unpopular, why did he let her get pregnant?

Thinking of this, Grace's heart was uncomfortable and her heart was full of resentment.

At this moment, Luis stood up, took out a robe from the closet, pulled off the bath towel in front of Grace, put on the robe, and then turned to leave.

"Wait a minute!" Grace suddenly stopped him. He turned his back on her, didn't turn around or respond, just tilted his head slightly, waiting for her to finish the rest.

Grace stared at his back and asked heavily, "Did you just say that you don't want this baby?"

"Yes!" Luis spat out the word coldly, with a firm tone.

"Really?" Grace tugged at her lips slightly, raised her eyebrows and sneered, "Then I won't have your baby again."

Luis was shocked, turned around slowly, squinted, stared at her deeply, and asked, "What did you say?"

Grace met his eyes and repeated word for word, "I said I won't be pregnant with your child again."

"Oh!" Luis smiled coldly, his eyes flashing with cold light, and he came to Grace step by step.

Grace could bravely meet his eyes at first, until he approached, only one meter away, she couldn't help but step back. She could feel the deadly and dangerous breath on him, like a wild animal approaching his prey, and his dark eyes, like two deadly vortexes, attracted her and seem to want to drag her into the abyss.

Until she retreated to the sofa, he forced her to sit down in panic. His body leaned down, his arms were on the sofa on both sides of her shoulders, and the body hung over her like a cage. The handsome and charming face was approaching, and her pupil was enlarged. The nasal tips of the two people were almost touching each other. She lowered her eyes and didn't dare to look into his eyes.

"Victoria, I really didn't realize that you were timid and cowardly, and there was a wild side hidden in your body. How dare you talk to me like that? Aren't you afraid I'll divorce you? Hmm? ? ？” Luis' voice was as deep as a sigh, but with a terrifying chill.

"Why can't I? I am your wife, not your slave, and our status is equal. "

Grace looked up at him, frowned, had an unprecedented tenacity and stubbornness in her eyes, gritted her teeth and said angrily-

"Luis, don't be so condescending in front of me. I used to tolerate you everywhere, hoping for a harmonious relationship between husband and wife, but you never took me to heart. I'm at home alone with my child, but you're cuddling with another woman. Are you worthy of me? Unfortunately, our child is gone. You are still so cold and unkind to me. Not only do you think I am dirty, but you also say such cruel things. If you don't want this child, why do you want to make me pregnant? As a successful man, is your ability to bully your wife? ? ？”

Grace vented all her resentment hidden in her heart. She spent only two hours with Luis, and she was aroused by his callous attitude and cruel words. It could be seen how hard and wronged her sister had been in the past three months, and she really felt unworthy for her sister.

Luis didn't get angry at all, but smiled, lifted her chin, squinted, looked at her with interest, and said, "It seems that you have a lot of resentment in your heart. Go on, let me hear what resentment you have."

"Oh!" Grace laughed coldly and said resentfully, "Look at your disdainful expression, instead of feeling a little guilty, you still have some pride. Luis, do you think it's a great sense of accomplishment to play with a woman? "