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He saw everything clearly.
The private room was brightly lit, Purple Summers was sitting amongst the students, playing games. Her eyes were unusually clear and sparkling. With a gentle smile, she appeared like a charming yet shy girl.
The boy obviously had ulterior motives, but she wasnât angry, nor did she show any signs of being bothered. In fact, she even smiled at him.
Did she want him to confess his feelings?
If Alexander hadnât stopped her, would she have allowed things to progress and accepted the boyâs confession?
As this thought crossed his mind, Alexander almost smashed the computer⦠No, he should have destroyed the whole room!
He hadnât been back for a month and Purple Summers had already discarded everything he had given her. She dared to hang out with the boys from the class. She truly needed a lesson!
He furiously kissed her, releasing his anger and dissatisfaction.
However, Purple Summers didnât respond.
With her eyes closed, she sunk into the soft sofa, like a lifeless doll, passively allowing Alexander to manipulate her.
This wasnât like her.
Purple Summers would usually curse furiously or cry pitifully. She shouldnât be behaving like this.
In an instant, Alexander was filled with shock.
He temporarily put his rage aside, immediately picked up Purple Summers, and asked, âWhatâs wrong?â
Purple Summers opened her eyes, but still seemed dull, sitting motionless in Alexanderâs arms, without saying a word.
Alexander turned her body toward him, looking closely at Purple Summersâ face, and asked again, âWhat happened? Who bullied you?â
Purple Summers slightly raised her eyes, glanced at him, a cold, mocking smile flashed across her eyes.
The one who bullied her, insulted her, wronged her in this world, wasnât it him?
Purple Summersâ expression was unfamiliar, her attitude was cold and indifferent. This made Alexanderâs heart skip a beat. He had a hunch that something had happened, but didnât know what it was.
Alexander minded it very much.
Being unable to grasp Purple Summersâ heart made him feel uneasy, as if his heart had become empty, unstable.
Heâd rather Purple cry, but he could not stand Purple ignoring his existence.
Alexander was slightly annoyed. He lifted Purple Summersâ chin and kissed her fiercely, amid the bitter taste of a smoked cigarette. As Purple Summers didnât move, Alexander became even more brazen, his rough fingers exploring inside her clothes, recklessly possessing her.
Finally, Purple Summers reacted, like an enraged lioness, her eyes flaring red, âGet off!â
She heavily hit Alexander on the chest and yelled, âGet off of me! Get off!!!â
Alexander straightened up, sneered, âYouâre telling me to leave? This is my place.â
Hearing this, Purple Summers swiftly got up and headed for the door without looking back!
âCome back!â Alexander shouted in a low voice, his face extremely gloomy.
Yet, Purple Summers turned a deaf ear to him, within a few steps she had reached the door, and just as she was about to open it, Alexander grabbed her and threw her back onto the sofa!
âWhere do you think youâre going?â Alexander pinned her down, the stormy darkness in his cold dark eyes, âDo you think you can run away? Even if you run to the ends of the earth, youâre still mine!â
âIâm not anybodyâs!â Purple Summers roared furiously, âI belong to myself!â Your money, your house, the company, everything! I donât want any of it! Iâll give it back to you! All of it!!!â
The keys, mobile phone, and miscellaneous items on the coffee table were scattered on the ground in her struggle.
Alexander laughed with utter anger.
His laughter carried a bone-chilling coldness.
âYou think you can just give everything back?â He gritted his teeth and choked her neck with his hand, âEven your life is mine, how will you give that back?!â Shock flitted across Purple Summersâ eyes, ââ¦What did you say?â