"Get out of here!"
Jordy's eyes were bloodshot and cold.
The medicinal effects dissipated, and his rationality was devoured.
But at the edge, Rachel Roberts's touch was like a basin of cold water splashing on him.
Gloria White had never taken the initiative to do such a "coquettish" thing.
Rachel Roberts had never been scolded like this before.
Now, she had let go of all her pride and self-esteem. Ignoring her pain, she reached out to tear away the last cover on her body.
"Jordy, I am Gloria. I have figured it out. We can start over again. I find that I can't live without you. I love you."
"After divorcing you, I found that none of those men can compare with you. None of them are better than you."
Rachel Roberts was not intimidated by Jordy Collins. She continued to walk forward, stepping on the ground with bare feet, tempting him.