Chapter 275 The Past Couldn’t Be Changed

Something occurred to Anastasia. Why is every man like this, only compensating after taking advantage?
She was reminded of the night she was taken advantage of. While she was crouching beside the sofa in agony, the b*stard did the same thing; he seemed to be removing his watch and handing it to her. At that moment, she was overwhelmed by rage and agony that she simply slapped his hand away and dashed out.
If she had the strength, she would definitely look for a knife on the room's fruit platter and kill him with it. Even if she couldn't kill him, she would at least ensure that he could no longer engage in sexual activities in the future and that he would have no heirs for the rest of his life.