Chapter 190
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As long as he finds a chance to kill Derek, she still belongs to him.
Bertha silently sighed.
His personality is very stubborn, it seems he still refuses to give up.
She patted Derek on the back and motioned for him to sit on her lap and face her.
Derek complied, without saying a word.
Bertha gently caressed his handsome face, her gentle voice carrying a hint of fatigue. 'Derek, you two have had enough, but I'm so tired of being bothered by you two, don't you think you should do something?"
Derek's dark eyes looked at her bewilderedly. Even though he didn't understand, he didn't stop her.
No matter what Bertha wanted to do, he would support and obey her unconditionally.
Even though he knew her gentle smile at this moment was just an act, it was enough.
He leaned into her arms, embracing her small waist, his nose filled with the fresh scent of her body, it was like a dream.
If it was a dream, he would volunteer to drown in this dream.
Bertha saw that he was stunned, she grabbed his chin, she raised her eyebrows in warning. 'Please give me your belt."
Derek didn't hesitate at all. He smoothly unhooked the metal clasp, took out his belt, and gave it to her.
"Your hand."
Did she want to hit his palm to vent her anger?
He stretched out his left hand.
'Both your hands."
Derek obediently followed.
But he saw Bertha quickly wrap his wrists with a belt, squeezing very tightly.
Then she lifted his arms high.
She pulled his white shirt out of his pants, lifted it, she brought it to his lips.
"Bite."
Derek obediently used his teeth to hold his shirt tightly.
His shirt was lifted, and under the dim light in the room, his skin was pale white after being injected with a special drug.
His perfect abs were completely exposed to Bertha, his delicate lines visible.
So beautiful.
Bertha used her fingertips to caress his abs as if she were slowly enjoying a delicious treat.
Her small face showed an evil smile.
"Do you like it?"
Derek felt itchy, unable to bear her teasing, he let out a laugh.
Bruno on the side looked at the scene in discomfort, his jaw clenched.
This scene stimulated his nerves extremely strongly.
He blushed. 'Bertha."
Bertha ignored him.
She just felt like it wasn't enough.
Bruno was excited to the point of exploding.
He suppressed the impatience in his heart and spoke softly.
'Bertha, I can do these things too. I'm more handsome than him, doesn't that make you like me even more?"
Bertha lifted Derek's chin again, she studied his face.
'You are handsome, but he is more beautiful than you."
Bruno's deep blue phoenix eyes are very sharp and extremely beautiful, he is even more beautiful than women.
But Derek's eyes were dark and deep, every line on his face was perfect.
When he doesn't smile, he gives people a cold, cruel feeling.
When he closed his eyes and pretended to be innocent, it felt like a wolf in sheep's clothing.
His face is even more handsome.
At this moment, his thin lips gently bit his shirt, his hands were tied, and his desire was suppressed to the limit.
This makes people feel like bullying him.
Bertha's words fell into Derek's ears, soft and gentle, very soothing.
He obediently raised his hand, holding his shirt in his mouth. Derek didn't move. Under Bertha's provocation, his face turned slightly red.
'You're so good."
Bertha was so pleased with his performance that she picked up the glass of red wine on the table and brought it to his lips. 'Here is your reward."
Derek loosened his teeth, his shirt slipping down.
With Bertha's help, he drank the entire glass of red wine.
The sweet alcohol seeped into his throat, intoxicatingly sweet, this was truly the best glass of wine in the world.
He was completely immersed in the fragrant scent of this wine.
Can't escape.
Bertha saw dark red wine dripping from the corner of his mouth and used her finger to gently wipe it away.
Red wine stuck to her finger, she lowered her eyes, bringing her finger to Derek's lips. 'Here's your wine, lick it."
Derek's cheeks were slightly red. He gently stuck out the tip of his tongue and carefully licked the wine off her fingers. His whole body became numb.
His relaxed appearance made Bertha feel very comfortable.
During the three years of living together, he was always arrogant, condescending, and always sarcastically provoked her.
When she saw him, he always had a cold and serious expression on his face, arrogant and distant, as if she owed him money.
But this time.
This man sat on her, very carefully, he did everything he could to gain her trust, like a big dog waiting for its owner to lovingly pat it.
Such a scene was completely unimaginable to her before.
Bertha was very pleased, smiling brightly.
This smile appeared in Derek's eyes, his tongue trying harder to please her, making Bertha giggle.
Bruno's eyes were red, he stared at Derek angrily.
There was a kind of excitement, he hoped the person sitting on Bertha's lap was him, he also hoped he was the one making her laugh so happily.
He was very dissatisfied. 'Bertha, do you dare say you have never been moved by me? During those years, was I the only one willing to love?
Bertha took her finger back, lifted Derek's shirt again, and brought it to his lips.
Derek bit his shirt, Bertha continued to caress him.
She teased Derek while answering Bruno.
'Bruno, to tell you the truth, I used to like you, but when I needed you the most, you backed away. So starting from that moment, we were destined to not be able to be together for the rest of our lives, but now, that part of my feelings has completely ended."
Bruno's face looked lonely, he couldn't say a word.
Bertha continued. 'You see, I'm doing well right now. If you feel like you owe me, you should stay away from me and never mess up my life again."
Bruno was hurt, he looked at her stunned.
He wished she could turn around, look at him a little, pity him.
But unfortunately, there is nothing.
