You Covered Me with Scars - C1 Please let me go

Zilogg had been tormented for an entire night. In the past three years, she had lost count of how many times she had been tormented by that man. In his memory, every time she cried out for pain, he would treat her even more viciously. She didn’t understand. Was it because of a man’s desire to conquer, or because he loved her? Was it that the more one loved, the more passionate one was, the more one would spare no effort in wanting to sleep with her?

“Little thing, do you want to?”

“Little thing, will you never forget me?”

“Remember, other than me, you are not allowed to be touched by any other man!”

It was as if his passionate words still echoed in her ears, and every time he thought about it, his face would turn red.

Today, she dragged her tired body to attend the wedding of her best friend, Cheng Feixue. Before this, she had never seen the groom before, and Cheng Feixue had said that they had to remain mysterious.

However, never in his wildest dreams did he expect that his good friend, the groom, would be the man who had slept with her for three years.

The man who had asked her if she wanted him last night in bed!

He liked to eat a half-cooked steak, he had a bruised birthmark on his thigh, and he always frowned when he thought about it.

Zilogg thought he knew him well, but she was the last to know that he had married, and ironically, he had married her best friend.

His heart ached, and he subconsciously clasped his hands together. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to question the man in front of him, but she didn’t have the right to question him.

In an instant, she forced herself to calm down, but maintained a warm smile on her face. She said softly to her good friend Cheng Feixue, “Xue’er, congratulations!”

“My close friend, Chilog, I call her the Beauty of Lo Luo!” Cheng Feixue playfully introduced her to her new husband.

Qiao Yifan looked at Zilogg indifferently. His expression was unperturbed, as if he had never seen her before.

“Hello! I am Qiao Yifan! ” he said politely, holding out his big hand and shaking his.

Perhaps it was too hot for June, and the palms of his hands were covered with a fine sheen of sweat, but when they touched the tips of his fingers, he took them away in a panic.

Zilogg did not dare to look him in the eye, afraid that he would panic and let Cheng Feixue see that they had an unusual relationship.

Her worries were superfluous. He was so calm and collected, of course, he wouldn’t let anything slip by and make his beloved wife sad.

Cheng Feixue’s exquisite face was covered with a strand of hair. When he turned his head to look at her small face, he saw it and smiled as he reached out to help her remove it. As if her face were fragile crystal, his movements were so careful,

He had never treated her so tenderly before. She always thought that he was a cold person, but it turned out that he wasn’t. It was just that she wasn’t worthy of his gentleness.

In a trance, like a puppet, he was ushered into the hotel lobby and seated.

The Guest Hall was bustling with noise and excitement. People were enthusiastically discussing the couple’s family history and knowledge as well as their relationship with each other.

Chilog, on the other hand, was no longer happy for her friend. The fact that her husband was able to maintain such a relationship without her knowledge showed that he was not someone worth entrusting his life to.

It wasn’t like she could directly tell Cheng Feixue about her relationship with Qiao Yushi. It seemed like she could only use other methods. Zilogg quickly sent a message to Little Yong, hoping that everything was still in time.

After all this, the wedding march sounded. All the guests stood up to welcome the arrival of the newlyweds.

The father of the bride handed the shy Cheng Feixue into the hands of the elegant Qiao Yifeng solemnly. The waves of applause did not cease for a long time.

For some reason, it seemed to him that he had sought her out among the many guests.

Perhaps it was just her imagination that he was looking fondly at his wife when she looked at him.

The wedding was still going on. The ceremonial lady had already served a glass of wine and was about to be done with the ceremony. Why hadn’t the people she had arranged to mess things up arrived yet?

He could no longer bear to watch Qiao Yushi’s gentle, gentle, and modest smile. He stood up and left quietly.

In the washroom, just as she was about to dial Little Yong’s number on her cell phone, her back suddenly felt hot. A man was actually hugging her tightly.

Zilogg started, and was about to cry out when a warm hand covered his mouth. She was very familiar with this smell. If it wasn’t Qiao Yifan, who else could it be?

Wasn’t he having a drink? Why did he appear here again? Did he go back on his word before he had a drink? Not getting married?

“You … Aren’t we having a drink? ” Zilog asked in a quavering voice.

The heat in her ears and the man’s hoarse voice answered her. “I want you now!”

His tone was unquestionable. She had thought that he would break the engagement for her, and her wishful thinking was instantly shattered by his exposed request.

Her brow tightened involuntarily, and she turned to look at him incredulously. She wanted to ask him: Are you crazy?

He didn’t care what she wanted to say to him. He grabbed her by the waist, dragged her into the bathroom, and locked her behind him.

In order to carry out the invasion, he removed his hand from her mouth and slid it down her thigh into her skirt.

“I don’t want to!” It was the first time she had ever said the two words to him, and it was the first time she had ever refused him.

At least for the moment, he was the husband of her best friend, and this was their wedding. She couldn’t do that, because then she would despise herself and all her remaining dignity would be gone.

“You have no right to resist!” He whispered in her ear again.

That’s right, she didn’t have the qualifications. Otherwise, her father, who was in his hands, would have …

“Please! Let me go! She’s a good friend of mine, and you’re not thinking about me, you’re thinking about her, okay? ” He begged in a low voice, with last hope, tears welling in his eyes.

He could not love her, but he could not insult her, insult the sanctity of the wedding.

As if he hadn’t heard, he grabbed her resisting hands roughly with one hand and reached deeper into her with the other …

He was in pain, his body hurt, his heart hurt even more.

He had never cared whether she wanted it or not, she thought, and she was no better than a puppy in his eyes.

She thought that since he had gotten married, she would be able to return the favor. She didn’t expect it to be this unbearable.

“Don’t blame me for wanting you here. It’s because you’re wearing such sexy clothes that I can’t help but want you. “Speak, is that on purpose?” He whispered into her ear as he moved.

He closed his eyes, bit his lip, and held on to the bathroom door. Her tears dripped onto the white tiles.