Chapter 628

"Pervert!" Charlotte's eyes suddenly welled up with tears. The scalding droplets fell onto Jack's face, stinging as sharply as the sunlight.

A sudden pang of regret hit him. Had he lost control because it had been so long since he'd been with a woman?

He shouldn't have violated her like this. Given her sheltered upbringing, no one had likely ever dared to handle her so roughly.

Red fingerprints marked her pale thighs. After all, at one point, he had indeed used too much force and hurt her, hadn't he?

Jack rolled over and helped her to her feet. He placed the coffee cup back on the table. Then, he picked up the scattered books one by one and returned them to their shelves.

As he slid the last book into place, a quiet worry gnawed at him. Would Charlotte, in her fury, kick him out? If so, his friendship with Zane and the others would likely come to an abrupt end too. After all, in the truest sense, Charlotte and Zane belonged to the same circle-not him.

"Stop! Don't you dare leave!"

Charlotte strode forward, her earrings swaying slightly with each step. Her emotions had calmed somewhat, but her eyes were still red as if she'd been deeply wronged. The sight was enough to twist Jack's heart. If he didn't leave now, he might not be able to stop himself from violating her again. Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn Find_Novel(.)net

As if realizing her words had been too harsh, she added, "Where are you going?"

"Home!" He gave her a smile over his shoulder. He knew her prideful nature—this was probably the last time he'd ever set foot here.

Seeing his smile, Charlotte's chest tightened inexplicably. She bit her lip. "You think you can just walk away after what you did?"

"What else then? What price do I have to pay?" He turned to face her.

He knew she came from a powerful family. Though she appeared calm and unassuming in this world, she could probably bring him to ruin with just a snap of her fingers.

And yet, it was Jack's cold, distant attitude that truly stung the most.

For some reason, seeing that look on his face made her eyes well up again. His gaze held so much, yet she couldn't quite put her finger on what.

And yet, she was the one who had been wronged just moments ago.

Her vision blurred as tears pooled in her eyes, threatening to spill. A strange mix

of sorrow and unease fluttered in her heart.

Seeing her like this, Jack's heart softened.

He stepped forward, gently placed a hand on her back, and patted her back.

"I'm sorry. I really didn't mean it just now. Next time, I'll ask for your permission first. Though, if you plan to tackle me again, maybe you should ask me too."

Hearing these words, Charlotte broke into a smile through her tears. She rolled her eyes at him as she replied, "Oh? So, you're hoping that there will be a next time, huh?"