Part 2The Bad Boy's Brother

I couldn't accept the fact that he was with Annie.

Could only avoid paying attention to his updates.

But on his birthday, he sent me an invitation as if nothing happened.

Maybe I just wanted to see with my own eyes, or maybe I was just unwilling.

I chose to go to the appointment.

But when I pushed open the private room door, my heart still missed a beat.

On the sofa, Jax pressed Annie against the backrest, kissing dominantly and fiercely.

I even saw the veins bulging on the back of his hand due to exertion.

People around were jeering, only my face was pale.

For so many years, every time Jax was intimate with me, he watched me being confused and infatuated with ease.

This is the first time seeing him losing control emotionally.

Kiss ended, Annie's face flushed, leaning softly in his arms.

Jax's Adam's apple rolled, tutted dotingly: "Why so innocent?"

Just finished speaking, saw me.

The smile on Jax's mouth stiffened imperceptibly.

I didn't speak, face probably ugly white.

Could only be pulled to join the game.

However, the next round, the loser was Annie.

Punishment content was pole dancing.

Annie was always conservative, hearing this punishment turned pale instantly, looking at Jax for help.

People around were full of excitement, jeering: "Brother Jax, can you bear this?"

Jax couldn't bear it, so he lifted his chin at me lazily:

"Annie is thin-skinned, can't dance this."

"You go dance for her."

Annie is thin-skinned, what about me?

My heart seemed blocked by a stone, crushing me breathless.

Could only endure the bitterness, mocking coldly: "Why play if you can't afford it?"

Annie's face turned white again, she bit her lip, suddenly said:

"Sister, do you still hold a grudge against me for causing you to be raped back then?"

The word Rape was specifically emphasized by her.

Hard not to hear clearly, people around instantly cast strange looks at me.

My body stiffened slightly, didn't expect Annie to uncover my scar in public.

Annie continued to accuse: "How long are you going to hold a grudge against me? Clearly I was forced too, you can't just care about yourself right?"

"And you are so casual, what's the difference sleeping with one more or one less?"

She sounded more and more aggrieved, as if I was the one being aggressive.

The pain of being tortured that night surged again.

I trembled with anger, losing control on the spot.

When everyone was caught off guard, I raised the wine glass and poured it directly on her.

"Ah!" Annie exclaimed, crying like pear blossoms in rain pouncing on Jax.

I sneered sarcastically: "Annie, for so many years you are still as selfish as ever, back then I clearly went to save you..."

"Enough."

Jax interrupted me, voice indistinguishable joy or anger.

He took off his clothes and draped them on Annie.

Then looked at me, smile still romantic and rogue. Impatience in eyes was particularly dazzling:

"Nicole, it's been so long."

"Is it necessary to calculate like this?"

My heart sank heavily, only feeling something broken.