She lowered her head, lifted the blanket, and started picking up the clothes scattered on the floor, beginning to make the bed.
When fastening her bra strap, she trembled so much that she couldn't hook it. John Foster stood not far away, raising his eyes to stare at her, his gaze unfathomable.
After struggling for a while, she finally fastened it. Melody Nelson put on her clothes, donned her dress, and turned to leave.
She didn't have the energy to curse John Foster, nor could she seek justice, and she wouldn't tell Iris Harris that John had bullied her.
She could only stay farther away, preventing herself from experiencing the same situation again.
Initially, it was she who had provoked him; she was too foolish, but now she had realized it.
Perhaps John still thought she was that naive Melody who'd offer him her body and soul.
Without saying a word, Melody opened the door and walked out.
John's cool voice sounded behind her: "Actually, I recorded a video."
