Chapter 72 Stage Two of the Bet, Heartfelt 5

Unable to hold back any longer, she yelled,

"What are you trying to play, Darknorth?!"

The brunette woman jolted in surprise at Shirley's cry. She glanced at Dewitt hesitantly.

Without so much as a glance at Shirley, Dewitt said, "Ignore her. Continue."

The brunette smiled and nodded.

Shirley had had enough. She ran forward and pushed away the other woman, now standing before Dewitt.

"You b*stard, Dewitt! All you can think of is fooling around even when you're injured!"

"Fooling around?" An eyebrow raised, followed a slight raise of his lip. "Shirley, I'm a normal man with normal physiological needs. If I shouldn't ask her to do this, should I ask you instead?"

Shirley's chest could not help leaping upon hearing Dewitt's words.

"...What...what do you mean, me instead?" She stammered.

She felt hurt.

Dewitt's lips curved into an evil smile. "You know what I mean. I'm in need of a woman tonight."

It felt like something had lanced into Shirley's chest, pain arcing throughout.