Chapter 173: Even Prostitutes Aren’t as Despicable as You

"Fuck!"

Michael swore and walked away.

Evelyn stood on the bed, clutching a pillow, tears streaming down her face beyond her control.

In his eyes, she was nothing but a prostitute.

He slept with her and then turned around and called her dirty, accusing her of having an STD.

This was the man sh...

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