Chapter 247 You Ugly Monster! (2/2)

Today, Tina was obviously very upset. She needed to satiate her bloodlust, so as usual she went to the garden to kill a few rabbits.

”Emily”, she used to call them. Tina picked up a fat rabbit, which closely resembled a snowball, by the scruff. Displeased by its appearance, she complained, ”How come this one's so fat? Never feed the rabbit with so much fodder!”

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old, as if the sky that purloined over him would be smothered with darkening clouds, hiding away any signs of hope. ”Take her away!” he commanded.

The maid shrieked like a wounded animal, wailing her heart out, as Mark's assistant dragged her away by her hair.

Having lost her patience and temper, Tina shook Mark's hand off and said, ”You too! Get the hell away from me! Why do you care about a ugly monster like me?” Anger flared up inside Tina and she seethed at the Mark's affection for her.

”Who said you were an ugly monster? I will rip her tongue out with my own hands,” he said. Mark pulled her to his arms, and coaxed her gently in a tender voice, ”Don't be angry. Those lowly servants are not worthy of your anger.”

”Don't be angry? Is that all you can say?” she complained. Tina's temper had simmered down, and she did not try to struggled out of Mark's arms. However, Mark had picked up a faint taste of coquetry from Tina's demeanor.

Mark knew more about her than he knew about himself. He could tell what she wanted to do just by looking into her eyes. How could he not know what she was up to?

”Behave yourself,” he said to her. Mark sighed, feeling helpless. He didn't know what to do with the woman in his arms. ”That thing that you crave so much, is not good for your body,” he said.

”Not good for my body?” Tina sneered. ”I don't care whether it's good for my body or not. At least it can give me happiness. The kind of happiness, even you can't give me. What is the point of living if you can't enjoy yourself every once in a while?

Brother, just live life and enjoy,” she said. Tina winked at Mark, like a depraved, yet blossoming flower; gorgeous and deadly, stimulating Mark's senses.

Mark could never resist her temptation. Once again, his heart had failed him.