Alvin Line grabbed Lexie Marsh's little feet which were kicking around. Lexie Marsh felt her feet falling into the iron pincers, unable to break free.

" My little girl, is it enough? Don't blame me for raping you without giving money."

After saying that, he released her small feet and pressed against her body.

"No!" Feeling that hot body, Lexie Marsh let out a sobbing whimper. Her life was about to be destroyed in the hands of such an inexplicable man tonight.

In an instant, tears clouded her eyes.

Alvin Line frowned, he hated women acting with him, hated women pretending to be innocent in front of him.

Ignoring her crying, he continues.

When his desires receded, he pulled away, put on his suit, and took out the cheque from his pocket.

Alvin Line wrote one hundred thousand on the cheque.

Leaving the cheque off, he turned and was about to leave. Suddenly he glanced at the red patch on the white bed sheet. Alvin Line changed his mind, tore the previous cheque, and wrote a new number: one million.

The cheque was thrown on Lexie Marsh, and he left without looking back.

Without knowing how long she had been unconscious, Lexie Marsh opened her eyes faintly with tears welling up.

The grievances, the humiliation, the hurt, all the emotions, with the paroxysms of the aching body, all together turned into tears and flowed.

With great effort, she broke free from the tie tied around her wrist and picked up the cheque on her body, Lexie Marsh couldn't help but laugh a little maniacally. Struggling to sit up, Lexie Marsh felt the whole body was falling apart. She didn't even bother to look at her messy appearance, and rushed out of the room.

Walking lonely on the stairs of the hotel, the tears in Lexie Marsh's eyes could not help but shed again, "Damn Simon, it's all your fault."

After wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes hard, Lexie Marsh took out her mobile phone and found the photo that her confidant, Susan Darnell, sent to her yesterday.

Looking at the photos again, Lexie Marsh only felt the headaches. Last night, I was confused by this photo, and I didn't even distinguish it carefully. I found the room 601 on the sixth floor of the hotel. Was Simon Jay and that woman in the room 801 on the eighth floor?

Thinking this way, Lexie Marsh couldn't help kicking on the handrail of the stairs.

A mouthful of resentment condensed in her heart, and like a whirlwind, she rushed up to the eighth floor.

On the eighth floor, the door of the room 801 was wide opened. The messy sheets on the big bed and crumpled pillows made Lexie Marsh sigh softly.

Turning around and leaving, Lexie Marsh only felt that she had been vacated, and she stumbled and walked in the corridor on the eighth floor, and the whole person lost her vitality.

In the lobby of the hotel, Lexie Marsh was struggling step by step, but was stung by the pair of men and women who were flirting fiercely in front of her.

"Simon Jay." Lexie almost shouted his name.

Simon Jay hugged the body of the charming girl and froze for a moment, then turned around.

"Lexie, what are you doing?" Feeling that there were quite a few people around, casting abnormal glances towards themselves, Simon Jay walked over to Lexie, lowered his voice, and asked her.

But Lexie didn't want to save face for him anymore, pointing at the woman next to him, asked, "Who is she?"

An embarrassed look appeared on Simon Jay's face, holding Lexie's hand, half praying and half coaxing: "Lexie, stop mess around. Listen to me, you go back to school first, I'll go back and tell you later . "

Lexie shrugged off Simon Jay's hand and a cold smile appeared at the corner of her mouth: ''Simon, you don't have to pretend in front of me, you and I have been in a relationship for four years, but for the whole four years you have been cheating and messing around with all kinds of women. And I, like a fool, am kept in the dark, and even no matter how many people, say you're not, I speak for you and say you wouldn't be the one who betrayed your feelings. But what about you? Do you treat me right, and treat me with affection?"

Lexie's loud clamor also caused countless people to stop and watch, with a look of contempt, casting on Simon Jay.

Hearing Lexie Marsh's words, the woman next to Simon Jay was angry with despised look at Lexie Marsh, said: "You are the girlfriend of Simon who refused to sleep with him? You're ridiculous. In the current open era, and you're talking about having sex in the first night of your marriage. Simon is a normal man, can't he have physical needs?"

"Pop," a crisp sound, Lexie raised her hand and slapped the woman, "Shame on you."

The girl was slapped in the face out of thin air, and because she had heard that Lexie was a Taekwondo master, she didn't dare to make a casual move, but she half-hid behind Simon Jay and spoke even meaner words with recklessness: "Lexie, what do you think you are? To tell you the truth, Simon has never loved you, nor could he have married you. When it comes to courting you, it's for a boring bet. You're nothing more than Simon's girlfriend with good character. Just a good-looking girlfriend ."

The girl's words irritated Lexie, her chest heaving a lot. For the first time, she'd seen someone who'd robbed someone's boyfriend and still managed to be so righteous.

Raising her hand again, Lexie struck towards the voluptuous girl, but her hand was grabbed by Simon.

Lexie had10,000 ways to break away from Simon Jay, but she didn't.

She looked at Simon Jay stunnedly. Lexie called herself a silly woman, but she still said stupidly: "Simon Jay, if you stop me, it's over between us. It's over."

Simone looked at Lexie, and suddenly caught a glimpse of her faint red mark at the point where her white neck met her dress.

Simon Jay did not let go of Lexie's hand, but with a straight and strong posture, he asked Lexie: "What's going on with your neck?"