It’s Completely Legal

The sound of tearing cloth instantly pushed me to the brink of despair. "Shane, what the fuck do you think you're doing? Don't sully me with your dirty hands!"

I tried my best to push him away, but a woman's strength could never compare to a man's. Moreover, Shane wasn't acting human at this moment. He was more of a wild beast, driven by his frustration, and had lost all rationality.

"Dirty, you say? Do you think you're pure, Eveline? Tell me, if you're so 'pure like you claim to be, then why the hell are you at a place like this, hoping to hook up with someone?"

His eyes were bloodshot, and his iron like arms were powerful enough to crush me. All my struggling was in vain.

"Shane, let go of me!"

A wild grin appeared on his lips. "Call for help all you want. Nobody can stop what's about to happen. It's completely legal!" Indeed, we were a legally married couple.

It was ridiculous and pathetic, yet it was a fact.

At this moment, only sadness reigned in my heart. I loathed how horrible it was for me to be stuck in this crappy marriage. If I could turn back time, I would rather not meet him at all.

Shane lowered his head, intending to kiss me. I turned my head, refusing to give him what he wanted, but he grasped my face and did whatever he wanted.

He was my husband, but his kiss felt strange to me. In the countless nights spent alone, all I hoped for was the comfort of his kiss. But at this moment, his violent kiss made me particularly disgusted. The thought of how many times he must've kissed his dirty mistress with his lips made my stomach churn. I wanted to vomit right now.

He wanted to stick his tongue into my mouth, but I gritted my teeth to prevent him from succeeding. Unexpectedly, he pinched my waist so hard. It hurt so badly that it made me open my mouth. He took that opportunity to slip his tongue in.

As soon as I closed my teeth in retaliation, he hissed and backed away. He touched his lip that I had bitten, and a faint devilish smile appeared on his face, as if he were mocking me.

"I thought you'd be skilled enough after being taught by Derek. It seems that kissing skills are really innate."

His insulting words angered me so much that I forgot why I even came here. And so, I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand with disgust.

"Not everyone is like you, asshole! Derek and I never…" "Who said so?" It was then that we heard the door of the private room being kicked open, followed by a nonchalant voice.

Derek stood at the door against the backdrop of the neon lights. His head was slightly lowered, and there was a cigarette in his mouth, making him look strong and somewhat intimidating.

The man standing next to him was the one I felt that he looked familiar at the bar earlier. The man standing next to him was the one I felt that he looked familiar at the bar earlier.

For some reason, I felt that the second Shane saw Derek, he was like a balloon pierced by a needle. It seemed that all of his confidence had disappeared.

"What do you think you're doing, Shane?"

Then, I heard the familiar shrill female voice. Shane was shocked, but I was amused.

When I sent a message to Vivien, I had no plan of putting this display for her to watch. But Shane brought this upon himself, so i could only say this was his fate.

I struggled to move away from him, and this time, he didn't stop me. He even sat up to straighten himself.

Once he had tidied his clothes, he appeared awkward and ashamed of himself. He no longer looked as confident as he was when he claimed that what he was doing was legal.

"Shane, you still want this bitch?" Vivien strutted into the private room, pointed at me while questioning Shane. There was disbelief written all over her face.

He cleared his throat and stood up. "Vivien, why are you here?" He then tried to hold her, but he was refused.

"Were you actually going to sleep with her if I hadn't come?" asked Vivien.

I sneered. People who were unaware of our situation must think that she was the legal wife and I was the third party.

"No, Vivien, it's not what you think."

"Then, what is it?"

I could tell from their interaction that Shane was very humble in front of Vivien. He was cearly, making her submissive to him as I was to him before was difficult. But this man was a chauvinist. I wondered how long he could endure being henpecked by a woman.

Truthfully, I preferred not talking to these two idiots at all. Though it made me happy to get a taste of revenge. I felt ashamed that Derek had to see me in a state like that.

I straightened my disheveled dress and rushed out of the room with my purse. Derek stretched out his arm to stop me at the door. Soon, his familiar scent wafted into my nose.

"Eveline, it's has only been a few days. How could you forget so soon? It seems that I'll have to help you recall how good it was," he said.

My heart skipped a beat. What did he mean?

Before I could know what he was saying, he threw the cigarette on the floor and crushed it underfoot with his leather shoes. Suddenly, he picked me up and walked inside.

"Dude, clear the place out." His daunting expression was so charming to me.

Then, I heard the man in the jacket shout, "If you're smart enough, just hurry up and leave. Can't you see that my buddy is in a hurry?"