Lucien Taylor noticed her face was pale and depressed. Her hair was a tangle, and her lips trembled slightly. Her smile was not genuine. She pretended to be normal. She was out of the ordinary.
Lucien Taylor's gaze was drawn to the broken corner of her lips, where there was a small wound as if she had been struck by something. His gaze fell to her neck, where too many red bruises had spread and turned her beautiful neck ugly. He looked at the woman in surprise. What had happened to her?
Meesha Kyle noticed the movements of his eyes and touched her neck to cover the bruises but it was meaningless because he had already seen them.
Lucien Taylor pulled her closer and held her weak shoulders.
“Meesha, what happened to you?”
“W… what will happen to me? Haha…” She hesitated and pretended t
