The Man With Contempt
The man directly ignored her second sentence, but the first sentence flashed into his mind like a brand.
Matthew clenched his teeth together, his eyes gradually reddened with anger.
"I can't? Try?"
He pressed hard step by step, directly imprisoning Astrid in the crook of his arms, the man's good smell of cologne rushed to his face, Astrid felt the strangeness, and began to struggle in his hands.
"Let go, even if I hang out with other men casually, I won't have any unnecessary relationship with you anymore."
Matthew's arms burst with blue veins, and regardless of her resistance, he grabbed her, then lifted her by the waist, and strode towards the bedroom.
"Matthew, you bastard...let me go!"
Astrid lifted her feet off the ground, a great sense of fear arose spontaneously, and her pink fist slammed heavily on the man's generous back.
"boom!"
The bedroom door was kicked open by gravity.