Chapter 145: The secrets you carry

Sylvia pushed him away and hurled her hand in the air to slap Roger, but he caught her hand. "Oops! You have your first kiss with this filth. Hope you will remember it till your last breath and get annoyed every time you recall it," Roger pronounced. Shoving her away this time, he made his way to the car and climbed in.

Without sparing her another glance, he drove off her sight.

"That bastard! How dare he even kiss me?" Sylvia rubbed her lips hard using her hand. Throwing the cigarette butt on the ground, she pressed her shoe on it before she stormed into her apartment, slamming the door shut behind her.

Tossing her belongings onto the couch, she made her way to the bathroom. Turning on the tap, she splashed water on her face before scrubbing her lips until they were raw. Grabbing her toothbrush, she brushed, cursing Roger under her breath.

"Arrogant, insufferable piece of—" she muttered, rinsing her mouth and tossing the towel aside.