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"Remon!" When Karlo gripped my hand and leaned against the wall, he was able to get away.

How come you have no idea how to quit, do you?!" Karlo was kicked in the face by Remon while he screamed.

When I got up, I grabbed Remon's arm by the elbow.

When I begged, Remon said, "That's enough, Remon, just let him go and let's go home."

"Doctolorez, now is the time to show your true colors! So, why aren't you coming clean with Yhra about all of the faults you made in your relationship with Lesley? So you decided to call it quits. Lesley is crazy for you, not the one you're criticizing, but the fact is that you're the one who leaves first!"

"Keep your mouth shut!

"You won't be able to force me! Your conscience is now clear, according to you?" His photographs of Remon with the lady who was different, as well as a picture of the woman with him in bed when he was asleep, caused my pupils to dilate.

When I saw the photo of myself on his bed, my chest began to constrict as I was freed from the grip on his arm that I had taken. I was sound asleep.

I picked up a CD that had fallen to my feet and put it on my shelf.

What exactly is your issue, huh? You're not going to be able to stop us, you moron! "I'm not going to quit. I'm certain you'll be heartbroken and will abandon Yhra after you've gotten what you desire. It is you who is responsible if someone goes insane with you. You know why, don't you? What you're doing is allowing and driving the person in front of you."

Remon's eyes widened as he hit Karlo in the stomach.

"You have no idea what you're talking about!" I just sobbed and embraced Remon's side of the bed.

"Please, that's enough," says the speaker. I couldn't keep my crouching from becoming habitual. Remon came to a complete stop and gripped my hand hard against his automobile, refusing to move.

We jumped in the car and went straight to work on it. While driving, his hand was bleeding and his eyes were glazing over.

"Are you ready to go? Are you experiencing discomfort?" He didn't make any physical contact with me or my right hand. I tried to hold his hand, but he shook his head and gave me a disapproving look.

I'm not sure why you're talking to him, but he eventually reveals that he's head over heels in love with you. Goddammit! For Christ's sake, don't do it! Despite the fact that your tyan is large and you are pregnant, you managed to strike up a conversation with that man!" My eyes welled up with tears once again.

Karlo is a good buddy of mine."

"Is he your friend?! He's declaring his feelings for you while holding your hands. What more has he told you that I haven't already heard? Can't you seem to keep a man at bay, especially when you're expecting a child?" I cupped my right palm over my lips to block the tears from streaming down my face.

The agony of the words he speaks to me in private. What is it about him that makes him act this way toward me?

"What is it about me that you still look down on me, Remon?" The automobile came to a complete halt, and he pounded the steering wheel in order for the horn to blast.

"What the heck do you expect me to do in response to Yhra? You want me to be glad because you heard something good, don't you?" I took a big breath, and my body began to feel exhausted.

What a challenge it was to persuade him that no matter how many other men were put in front of me, it would always be him and him alone who I would choose.

The agony does nothing except listen. He didn't appear to believe in me, not even the tiniest sliver of faith.

"I'm not sure that, with all that has occurred to us, everything is entirely between the two of us anymore. I just don't feel any sorrow for what I've done. Just believe me when I say that you haven't done it to me yet."

"I've been taken advantage of before!"

"What is it about me that you don't realize that I am not Lesley?

" I'm not going to deceive you!" His eyes began to dull, and he began to fade.

Why has it taken this long for you to treat me differently from Yhra? It's as though Lesley is still on your mind while you are thinking of me, Remon. Regardless of how much you argue, it is not me and I never did what she did to you at the time of the incident." Despite my best efforts, I couldn't help but express my hatred against him.

"For the longest time, I've been hoping and praying that you would give yourself a second opportunity to cure whatever is wrong with you, remorse. But I'm hoping you'll be the one to alter my mind. It's tedious to pretend that I'm not in your head and heart, but I insist on listening and believing everything you say."

All of my concerns have been pushed to the side because I adore you, despite the fact that you have injured me in the past. Immediately after, I brushed away my tears and proceeded inside the hotel lobby, which was a short distance away.

I didn't even bother to glance at him as I dashed to the elevator and shut the door.

The anguish came from what he said and how he made me feel, and it was in my chest.

I felt he was different because he made the decision to change.

However, it is possible that I am still haunted by the ghost of his past, and that no matter how hard I try not to mistrust what he reveals, he himself provides the motivation that all of my suspicions are correct.

I knelt down and felt the icy chill of the elevator floor beneath my bare feet.

Is it true that it was only our son who gave him a cause to return to my side?

Is it possible that I'm putting too much pressure on myself?

I hadn't realized the elevator door had already been opened and that Remon was standing in front of me until it was too late.

I've already taken up residence on the first level of our hotel room.

I did not accept his offer to give me over, and I initially walked away from him into our hotel room before turning around and returning.

The firmness of my grip on the CD I was holding was what caused the door to open. I didn't even bother to glance at him.

I immediately rushed to my bedroom and shut the door. I was hunched up against the door, my chest and lips stuffed with food.

I'm not sure if it's my chest that's heavy or my tyan.

"Yhra, please open the door," he pleaded, his voice low and humble, "I want to be a remon, please allow me first." His footsteps became weaker, allowing me to breathe more comfortably, but they were interrupted by the next noise in the living room.

I accepted the laptop he had given me. As well as being hesitant to include the CD, I examined the content (non-pero films) and noted the date of posting (two months ago).

I walked on it one by one, and my breathing became more difficult.

Despite the fact that there were nearly no tears left, my eyes were still open.

A video in which the woman is nude and has a camera connected to her body

Seeing as how Remon is laying in bed and unconscious, it's hard to argue that he's not awake. "Wake up sleepy head," stated the girl in the video in a sultry voice, "give me five minutes sweetheart, and I'll make your knees weak." As soon as I couldn't move anymore, I went to bed, where all of the commotion in the room appeared to fade away, and all I could hear was the voice in the video. Why do I need to see it?