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ff, Jerome doesn't want to say much anymore, as it doesn't make any sense anyway. He sighed, looking at his siste

d said, "That's exactly what I wanted. Now that you've admitted def

el with the remote and asked, "Why is Mom slee

early. We'll eat together when Little S

say anything more. He glanced at his sister's fair neck, feeling

bloodthirsty impulse and would pounce. He mechanically turned away, changed into sneakers, and walked out. As

ill mad at Sister?" Vivian, sitting on the sofa with crossed legs, held a bag of

replied and

looked up, unable to withstand the intense sunlight

sman's wife whom Jerome had only seen, often dressed provocatively like she was seducing someone. She often took her Sam

standing at the window looking into the distance, as if waiting for someone's r

no churches in N City, Jerome found it odd that the priest settled here. He saw the p

that the residents were all mature women, young women, or daughters of wealthy families. A common trait among them was that their men or fathers were

freshman in college. What could he do? Charge into the airline company with a gun like

answers!" Jerome clenched his fist, about to leave, wh

ewhat disheveled, draping over her shoulders. Her slightly empty eyes sent a chill down Jerome's spine. His gaze slowly moved down to the V-neck o

n's bosom but at her neck. The bloodthirsty urge made his throat dry again.

enched her fist, saying coldly, "You've broken y

r a brief struggle, hurled it tow

ck it up. He looked up at the woman and jokingly said, "Madam, you're so careless. Although Nokia pho

relax. Leaning against the window, she brushed aside her slightly disheveled hair and said, "I was j

his imagination once he went in. If he killed this woman, it would be all over. But seeing the woma

and open the door?" Jerom