The next morning, Ronnie woke up in pain and felt that she had been ran over several times by a truck.

In shock, she tried to sit up, and her movements pulled her aching muscles.

Ouch!

It hurt!

Ronnie's head buzzed as she lowered her head to see the bruises on her pale skin. Had she been raped last night?

With her body trembling slightly and uncontrollably, she looked up to see a handsome man walking out of the bathroom with only a towel around his waist.

The man raised his head to look at the woman on the bed straight in her eyes, giving off a powerful dignified vibe.

He looked nearly 1.9 meters tall, with a figure sturdier and bonnier than those of male models, and his deep clear-cut features were stunningly handsome.

Ronnie's mind went blank for a moment, then memories slowly returned, and the crazy images of last night occurred to her.

Had she actually had sex with a stranger?

Anger, frustration, regret, sadness, and all other kinds of negative sensations flooded her mind.

Feeling devastated, she wanted to scream out loud, cry out in sadness, and roar in anger.

How could she have slept with another man right before her marriage with her fiancé?

Trying hard to tamp down the emotions surging up in her heart, Ronnie gripped the sheet for a full minute before eventually coming to her senses and staring at the tall man walking towards her, her face pale. "What did you do to me last night?" she asked.

The look in the man's eyes was disdainful. To him, Ronnie was nothing more than a shameless woman who had climbed into his bed by any means for personal interests.

"What do you think we've done?" he replied.

Ronnie flew into a rage and raised her hand, intending to slap the man in the face.

The man swiftly grabbed her wrist, his lips curling up into a cold mocking smile. "What are you doing? I've made you high last night, and now you want to hit me?"

Ronnie had not expected the man to speak so bluntly, and her face instantly flushed, and even her ears felt burning hot. Gritting her teeth, she said, "You're an asshole. A shameless rascal!"

"I'm shameless? Did you forget that last night you wrapped your arms around my body again and again..."

"You shut up!" Ronnie covered her ears.

She could not remember what had happened last night after the drug had taken full effect. What she could remember, however, was that after the effects had worn off, the man still pressed her underneath him and took advantage of her body.

At those images, Ronnie's anger increased dramatically.

She felt saddened and angry, but there was nothing she could do about it.

She had lost her virginity right before getting married. How was she going to explain this to Leslie?

Ronnie got up with her reddened eyes, hoping to get out of here as quickly as possible.

However, when her feet landed on the ground, her legs suddenly went limp, and then her body lost its balance and fell forward.

Instinctively, she waved her hands in the air, trying to grab onto something to regain the balance.

However, she eventually fell to her knees. In a panic, she accidentally pulled off the washcloth wrapped around the man's waist.

Shannon's heavy breath could be heard clearly above the woman's head.

Upon seeing the towel in her hand, Ronnie's brain buzzed again.

Feeling like a thunderbolt had struck her, Ronnie simply wanted to feign death on the floor.

"Have you admired it enough?" Shannon's voice was icy, his teeth gritted, and he snatched the towel back from the woman's hand.

Ronnie's face was so red as if it would bleed the next second.

"Get changed. "Wearing a gloomy cold expression, Shannon tossed a dress at Ronnie.

Ronnie then realized she was still in her pajamas and quickly put the dress on.

After getting changed, Ronnie looked delicate and pretty. Shannon was stunned at the woman's beauty for a second, took his eyes off her, got a check out of his wallet, signed his name on it, and said in an emotionless tone, "Here's your reward."

Reward? Ronnie looked up at the long list of numbers on the check and had the feeling that she had been slapped hard in the face.

Did this man think that she was a whore?

After taking a deep breath, she tore the check to shreds, picked up the notepad from the desk, wrote down several words, then tore off the piece of paper and threw it at the man, saying in a tone arrogant as his. "Here's your payment!"

Shannon frowned and saw "Pay: $1; Rating: Poor!" written on the paper.

The veins in his forehead throbbed violently.

Without waiting for a response from the man, Ronnie turned and ran out of the room.