Now Emily really regretted asking that stupid question.
Tonight, Mr. Satan was wild in bed. How could he seem like a gay who's not interested in women?
The next day at noon, when Emily was cooking for her dad, she felt sore all over as if she'd been run over by a car.
Emily felt like her previous thoughts were too narrow. How could a powerful man like Mr. Satan lack women by his side? He was even faithful, still yearning for that one girl till now, unlike Nathan, cheating within marriage. The difference between them was too stark.
And she was enjoying Mr. Satan's money; no matter how you looked at it, it seemed like she was taking advantage.
Busy with makeup work for the car show these past few days, Emily hadn't visited her dad for two days.
When she arrived at the hospital, it was
