Divorce, Please: The Young Master Does Not Love Me-Chapter 127: Feeling

「Inside the fourth-floor suite.」

Gia Miller clutched the blanket to cover her naked body, a look of terror on her face as she looked at the three equally naked men around her.

One of the men reached out, yanked the blanket off her, and sneered, "What’s with the act? It’s not like we haven’t done this before."

"Yeah, didn’t you used to love it when we all played with you?"

"Miss Miller, you really cast aside your old flames for a new love. Back in the day, we served you day and night."

...

Listening to them, Gia Miller shook her head frantically, her eyes bloodshot. She roared, "Stop talking! What do you want?! If it’s money, I’ll give it to you now. However much you want, I’ll give it to you!" In the past, she truly hadn’t respected herself much. When it came to men, as long as she was interested, she never refused. And these three men had been some of her favorite gigolos.

But now that she had someone she liked, someone she loved, she hadn’t done anything like that since. In fact, she had even undergone a restoration surgery, just waiting to marry the man she loved.

"We don’t want money. We just want to... reminisce about the good old times with Miss Miller."

...

Watching the explicit scene on the computer screen, Amelia Avery couldn’t help but blush, but she forced herself to watch the entire thing.

Even Leo Joyce, who was usually thick-skinned, felt his handsome face flush. He cleared his throat, reached out to cover Amelia Avery’s eyes, and tried to sound calm as he said, "You’re too young. You shouldn’t be watching these kinds of indecent images."

Hearing this, Amelia Avery shot Leo Joyce an annoyed glare. "I’ll be eighteen next year!" ’He’s calling me young again,’ she fumed internally. She hated it most when people called her young. ’Just because I’m ten years younger than Cassian, does that mean we can never be together?’

"So what?" Clearly, Leo Joyce had missed her point.

Amelia Avery retorted resentfully, "It’s good to study up in advance..."

Her words made Leo Joyce’s face flush then darken. ’Good to study up in advance?’ he thought. ’So she’s watching a video of people... doing it... just for research?’

Suppressing his anger, he gave a roguish smile, pulled her into a tight embrace, and said, "How can you learn just by watching? I don’t mind giving you some hands-on practice in advance."

Amelia Avery angrily pushed him away. "Leo Joyce, let go of me! Don’t interrupt my livestream!"

As long as she was unwilling, Leo Joyce wouldn’t truly touch her. So, he could only swallow his frustration and let her go.

Just then, waves of moans came from the computer. Watching the woman before him so engrossed in the scene was truly aggravating. For a normal man like him, this was undoubtedly the cruelest form of punishment.

He turned in annoyance and went to the living room to pour a glass of cold water. After drinking it, he felt the fire in him subside a little.

In truth, Amelia Avery had long since lost the nerve to keep watching. After seeing Leo Joyce leave, she quickly shut down the computer. When he didn’t come back after a while, she had no choice but to go look for him.

Leo Joyce was sitting on the sofa, lost in thought. When he saw her come out, he looked up, a handsome eyebrow arching slightly. "Finished watching?"

"Mm... Finished..."

He leaned back on the sofa with an air of nonchalance. "How was it?"

"Not that great..." Amelia Avery pouted, crossing her arms. She lifted her chin proudly and said in a cold voice, "Send a copy of that video to Cassian Jennings."