My Mysterious Husband novel Chapter 104

Xinyou Qiao looked up with a shy face, but after seeing how he looked at the moment, she was devastated inside.

He was naked and wearing only a pair of underpants, showing off his perfect physique, and if it were a normal day, Xinyou would have blushed.

But when she saw several fresh scratches on his body, Xinyou almost passed out!

As a woman, how could she not know what those represented?

Why?!

He obviously hates that bitch, but why he still slept with her?

She had waited so long for him, but this was something she never expected.

Why?

Kerry returned to his room and turned on the light. He looked stunned when he saw Xinyou lying on her bed.

“Xinyou, why are you here?” Kerry frowned and his tone was full of surprise.

He didn’t know that his every move at the moment unintentionally hurt her again.

Xinyou’s eyes were red, with her hands clenching and her red nails deeply into her flesh, but she didn’t feel anything. Her tone carried obvious aggravation, “Kerry, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time. Have you gone to Venus’s room?”

She felt painful. Intense pain and bitterness was almost about to drown her, and right now all she felt was endless darkness.

Kerry looked startled, but he still wanted to say the truth, “Well, you should quickly go back to your room and sleep. You still have to go to the company tomorrow.”

After saying this, he turned straight around and walked in stride, directly to the bathroom.

Looking at his back without any hesitation, Xinyou was hurt. She jumped out of the bed recklessly, but instead of walking towards the door, she just ran forward and hugged his waist.

Feeling her soft body, Kerry stiffened and only after a long while did he turn around. Looking at her aggrieved face, he said softly, “What?”

Xinyou bit her lower lip, her voice filled with sadness, “Kerry, why don’t you want me? Why would you rather choose Venus?”

Was she not as good as Venus? Why he didn’t touch her?

She was so close success, every time…

Kerry focused on her face, and he knew he really wanted to protect her. He gently wiped away the tears and spoke, “I don’t want to hurt you.”

How could the most intimate state between a man and a woman be called ‘hurt’?