Chapter 38 Ten Million, I Want You To Divorce Her

I spit a mouthful of water directly on his face, "Don't you d*mn know that my ankle hurts?"

This time, Vincent smiled awkwardly. He straightened my body and began to unbutton my clothes. I was so scared that I quickly grabbed the shirt on my chest and looked at him warily. "What are you doing?"

"Of course, I'm going to bathe you!" Vincent was about to lose his temper because of the saliva. Without any explanation, he pulled away my clothes and helped me clumsily and stubbornly.

I felt a little embarrassed and kept driving him out. "I can do it myself. You can go now."

Although he had seen me from head to toe, and he was even familiar with me. And now, it's f*cking awkward to show him naked.

"Why do you have so much nonsense to say?" Vincent's patience gradually decreased. Seeing that I was extremely unwilling to cooperate, he rudely pulled my injured ankle off the water and then began to ravish me!