Chapter 244: Can Mr. Fu Not Make It Tonight?

Isn't it better that she's compliant and obedient?

There's a voice in his heart saying: No. It's not good. Absolutely not good.

Trenton Smith put out his cigarette, touching his brow and letting out a quiet laugh.

He didn't know what was wrong with him.

He was losing control over his heart more and more.

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Trenton Smith walked into the bedroom with a burn ointment.

Having finished taking a bath, Norris Moore was sitting on the couch, drying her hair.

He walked over, leaned toward her, and reached to pull apart the lapel of her bathrobe.

The wound had already scabbed over, but that small patch of burnt skin stood out too blatantly on her body that was marked by their lovemaking.

He squatted down and carefully applied the ointment to her wound. Norris wasn't the type to scar easily, so with treatment, the cigarette burn wouldn't leave any trace.