His sudden shouts rang in Dorothy’s ears, and she grew so scared that she started to tremble.
Soon, she came back to her senses. In order to ensure Belle’s complete recovery, she stretched her hands out to cover Credence’s eyes, her trembling, soft body pressing down on him heavily.
Credence did not expect this woman to be this fearless. His heart turned cold as he knew all too well that he would be in trouble tonight.
Her elegant and refreshing scent lingered as she wandered around his chest and neck. As she leaned in, he could feel her anxiety and rapid breathing.
The feeling he had at that moment was indescribable, but he was surprised to find out that her touch was not unfamiliar at all and he had no aversions to her, either. For some reason, he even vaguely felt a little excited.
He would feel disgusted and reject even the tiniest intimate contact with Rosalie. Why was he suddenly getting excited?
Who was this woman?
Credence frowned and tried to resist her with all his might. He tried his best to shake off the soft and seemingly boneless hands that were covering his face.
However, the harder he resisted, the tighter Dorothy grabbed his sturdy shoulder to prevent him from throwing her off the bed. She lowered her voice and said hoarsely, “Credence, can you stop moving?”
Credence had not touched any woman in a really long time. The last time he had any intimate contact with any woman was Dorothy, and that had been in her guest room six years ago.
Now that the soft and warm body had returned to his arms, and he was the one beneath this time, it truly was a marvelous feeling.
He continued to fight her for a while, and his handsome face tensed as he felt her small hand suddenly leaving his shoulders and landing on his chest. He gulped and his Adam’s apple bobbed up and down.
He blinked his long eyelashes and weakly fell back onto the pillow. He kept thinking about this woman’s identity. Why did he not feel disgusted by her at all?
Under the moonlight that was as bright as the stars, Dorothy caressed Credence’s entire face. His head was already in a daze, and he had lost all rationality. He could only grit his teeth and allow his lower half to do the work…
After some tossing and turning, Credence long fell into an unconscious state under the effects of the drugs.
At half-past two in the morning.
Dorothy gently pulled open the door of the suite. She put on the sleeveless dress she had worn and silently tiptoed out, wearing her high heels.
Her face was a little hot, and her heart was beating fast, not to mention her rapid breathing.
Luckily, everything had gone smoothly.
Dorothy’s legs were trembling as she leaned against the wall for support. She slowly walked to the elevator, finally heaving a sigh of relief. Her face was redder than fire as she showed a smile of relief.
She had really outdone herself this time!
After Credence fell asleep, not only had she cleaned both of them up, she had even followed Germaine’s instructions to flush away the rest of the liquid in the bathroom and washed the bottle again and again. Lastly, she had removed the surveillance cameras that were used to monitor the bedroom and living room. After everything was done, she ran away in a hurry.
As she ran, she could not help but let her imagination run wild.
It had been six years, yet Credence was still only interested in her body. At first, he had been a little reluctant, but later onwards, he was like a beast that had lost its footing, as if he had been holding his desires in for a long time.
Did he not have such intimate moments with Rosalie?
Dorothy held back her shame and walked out of the hotel with her head down. She accidentally brushed past a woman, almost knocking her down. She quickly apologized and entered a luxurious car that was flashing its headlights not far away, all without looking back.
Germaine jumped out of the car and looked at Dorothy’s flushed face. It was obviously the look of an embarrassed girl who had just finished doing the deed. She could not help but make a victorious gesture, “Girl, look at your glowing face. I am absolutely sure that you’ve done it with Credence tonight.”
“Yeah,” Dorothy nodded weakly.
She got into the car with Germaine’s help. Sitting on the seat with her eyes closed, she felt tired as she touched her flat belly. She smiled faintly and said, “I hope I can succeed this time.”
“Dory, I believe in your abilities, and even more so in his. You’ll succeed in just one stroke!”
Germaine drove the car and kept grumbling, “I’ve also deleted all the surveillance footage in the hotel, so that we aren’t in it at all. Hahaha, I’m now thinking about Credence who will wake up realizing he has slept with a mysterious woman, not knowing anything about her identity at all. I want nothing more than to sing out loud.”
“Germaine, thank you. Let me treat you to some seafood later.”
Germaine was so happy that she almost danced, and Dorothy’s face turned even hotter. All kinds of emotions floated in her heart. In the end, Credence’s name stuck in her head.
If she successfully got pregnant this time, she would take Belle off to Monticello again until she gave birth to the new child to save Belle.
When Belle recovered, she would raise her two children and settle down in Monticello and never return to Talco City.
In the end, she would still remain a stranger to Credence.
…
Yvonne had just accompanied a few friends out of the bar. She was heading to the parking lot to get her car when she collided with a woman who was walking with her head down.
Just as she was about to lose her temper, she realized that the woman was Dorothy, and she swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth.
She looked back and found that Dorothy had come out from Talco Hotel. Rosalie had called her during the day, complaining that Credence was going to Talco Hotel for a business party, but he had no intentions of bringing her with him, thus she felt so disappointed.
What did that mean?
Given the current situation, could it be that Credence had deliberately abandoned Rosalie for the sake of having a date with Dorothy?
The image of Dorothy’s flushed face and swollen lips appeared in her mind, looking as if she had just finished doing something shameful. Yvonne gasped as she came to a realization.
It was obvious what had taken place.
It seemed that her chance to take revenge on Dorothy was drawing closer and closer.
Yvonne sat in the car, took out her phone from her handbag, and dialed Rosalie’s mobile phone.
Faking an angry tone, she said, “Rosalie, it’s me! I know it’s late, but there’s something important I want to tell you!”
“You told me earlier that Mr. Scott had a party at Talco Hotel tonight. However, two minutes ago, I met Dorothy at the entrance of the hotel. Just one look at her satisfied horny face and I know that she has been touched by a man!”
“That’s right, but I didn’t see Juelz following her. So, I’m guessing that it could be possible that Dorothy and Mr. Scott have gotten together again?”
On the other end of the line, Rosalie’s face paled as she received the call from Yvonne in her luxurious bedroom.
She had been pestering Credence for over ten years, but he never had any intentions to touch her at all. However, now that she was hearing from Yvonne that Credence and Dorothy were entangled with each other once again, she no longer could hold it in.
Dorothy should have been dead a long time ago. She really was a ghost that kept on haunting Rosalie.
Rosalie closed her eyes. Her exquisite and curvy body leaned heavily against the dressing table as she breathed out a mouthful of murky air, letting out a cold smile.
The more depressed she felt, the happier her smile appeared!
It seemed that she should never have shown Dorothy kindness. She should have killed that vixen a long time ago!
After some contemplation, Rosalie formed the perfect plan in her mind and immediately made a phone call.