Chapter 712

When Michal left, Juanita sighed in relief and felt her body go limp.

She really should not have done what she did last time... Just how

came Karl's mother would find out!? It's all over and she wouldn't be

able to explain it.

"Juanita, yesterday ..."

As soon as Karl opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Juanita

before he could finish.

"That was ... don't worry, you don't have to be responsible. We could

just pretend that nothing has happened.”

Juanita gave a dry laugh, "I'll get dressed first ... Why ... why don’t you

turn around.”

She pulled up the quilt and revealed only her big watery eyes, blinking

and blushing.

It was quite a crazy night yesterday, and now that she was awake, she

felt so ashamed and that she was simply too bold last night.

Karl narrowed his cold eyes and caught a glimpse of the blushes rising

on her face. He frowned, turned around, opened the bedside drawer

and took out a clean shirt for himself to change into.

Juanita rolled up the quilt to cover herself. Her clothes were thrown to

the floor last night, and now they were simply too far away.

She moved carefully to the edge of the bed, and reached for her

clothes.

It was quite far away, and her hand was not long enough. Suddenly,

when she was trying so hard to reach further and further, she fell to the

ground entirely...

"Ah, sorry."

She hurriedly got up from the ground and turned back to Karl to

apologize.

However, she had just dragged the quilt to the floor.

At this moment, Karl was still sitting on the bed, and the covers were all

ripped off from his body and there was nothing covering him.

She saw what she shouldn't have seen.

The hot entanglement last night instantly came back to her mind, the

temperature of her cheeks quickly rose, and her face became even

redder.

"Ah, sorry."

She turned around in a hurry, not daring to look at him again.

Her heartbeat had almost reached the limit, and she was about to

break down.

"Ahem."

Karl coughed lightly twice and looked a little embarrassed as he put all

his clothes back on.

“I'm sorry."

To Juanita's back, he said solemnly, “Last night it was my fault. I lost

my consciousness.”

“Foryou ..."

Before she could finish, she was interrupted again by Juanita in a hurry.

“It's really not your fault.”

“It was me ... it was me who took advantage of your injury and lack of

consciousness. It was me who lusted after your body and had strange

thoughts.”

“So, it's really not your fault.”

“You don't have to take it to your heart, you ... you don't have to worry

about me.”

“I did everything willingly.”

Juanita's voice sounded light and cheerful, but there was a hint of

imperceptible sourness in it.

She turned her back and waved her hand at him behind her, signaling

him not to care.

She did not dare to turn around, afraid that if she did, she would not be

able to talk so easily.

She was greedy. She took advantage of him. She knew that he had

mistaken her for Joyce, but still, she selfishly wanted to have him, even

if it was only for one night.

"As for your mom, I'll find the right opportunity to explain to her.”

“I was too playful and didn't want to be tied to a marriage, so I ran

away."

“In the future, I'll find a random reason. I can say I am in love with

someone else... You can rest assured that you won't be forced to marry

me."

Playful? Karl glanced at the red spots on the bed sheets and frowned

deeply.

"Okay, I'm dressed.”

“I'l go out and get the breakfast ready."

Juanita finished, got up from the floor and fled the room as fast as she

could, not even daring to look back.

Karl just felt speechless. She wouldn't let him talk at all.