Chapter 317: The Bitter Painful Truth

John can no longer endure the restlessness he was feeling inside, what she's doing in there for so long? He was afraid that she will do something stupid in there like drown herself into the deepest part of the pool. He must join her inside! He opened the door and saw her sitting in one of the lounge chairs, he felt tremendous relief washing over him, and he closed the door behind him.

Her countenance was calm, facing the water, immobile like a statue. He walked towards her and sat down on the chair in front of her.

"Let's go to the bedroom now, Cath, so that you can rest," he said.

Catherine looked into his eyes. "Tell me, if you go swimming here every day, are you always reminded of the memories when you were sucking that woman's breast?"

John released a deep sigh.