The problem is, his mother’s death had nothing to do with her mother at all.
Why did she have to endure his retaliation for no reason?
If he knew the truth, would he let go of the hatred and stop targeting her?
Andrea leaned slightly forward, her fingertips touching the hem of Roderick’s drooping suit.
Couldn’t help but whisper, “Bro, actually some things might not be what you think…”
“Quiet.” Roderick suddenly opened his eyes, his bloodshot eyes staring at her coldly like a cold–blooded animal, “Don’t defile this prayer.”
Andrea had a sore throat.
After Roderick finished speaking, he closed his eyes.
She couldn’t help it, so she let out a sigh, straightened up slowly, and closed her eyes.
Prayer’s over.
The pastor started preaching, his calm voice flowing like a gentle stream, pleasant to the ears.
Roderick listened carefully, but Andrea absentmindedly fiddled with her fingers.
She bit her lip and couldn’t help but speak.
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“Bro, have you ever looked into Auntie’s cause of death? She seemed
to have been involved in some shady business before, that’s why she…”
“Shut up!”
Roderick cut her off sharply.
Andrea was totally clueless.
Roderick has never been so harsh to her as he is now.
She felt her eyes were sore.
The priest raised his voice, “Lord, please calm the storm in our hearts, just as you calmed the waves of Merrowcliff Sea.”
He walked down the altar, his black robe brushing past Andrea.
He held the copper cross in his palm, deliberately flashing it in front of Roderick’s eyes.
“Do you need me to read Chapter 13 of the ‘Corinthians‘ here? ‘Love is not keeping a record of wrongs.“”
Don’t make a fuss, it’s just trying to calm down the argument.
But unexpectedly, it stimulated Roderick.
He grabbed Andrea’s wrist and pulled her out in a hurry.
Andrea jogged behind, just managing to keep up with his pace.
Andrea knew, he was angry.
Whenever his mother is mentioned, it’s like touching his most vulnerable wound. At that moment, he can’t stand to hear anything from anyone.
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She simply shut up, didn’t say a word, let him hold tighter and tighter.
When Andrea was rudely shoved into the car, her wrist was already bright red.
She couldn’t help but start, gently rubbing her wrist.
The car zoomed and quickly arrived home.
Roderick dragged her all the way to the bedroom, as soon as the door touched, he threw Andrea onto the bed.
She was lying in bed, not yet getting up, when a heavy male body pressed down on her.
Roderick grabbed the scent she exhaled, his fingers lifting her skirt.
Andrea urgently grabbed him, “Don’t!”
Roderick brushed against her delicate nose, with a hint of storm brewing in his half–closed eyes, “What’s up?”
A hoarse and low voice, carrying desire.
Somewhere, they even brazenly demanded things from her.
Andrea tried to avoid the warm breath coming at her, gasping, she said, “Actually, your mom’s death has nothing to do with my mom at all!”
Roderick held her chin and softly said, “Is that so.”
Andrea looked into his eyes, but was chilled by the coldness.
The man’s breath was close.
“Do you know? You were so naughty today.”
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Roderick pushed his knee between her legs and started tearing her clothes.
Andrea choked out, “Um, don’t…”
Roderick kissed her trembling body, leaving punishing bites.
Andrea was feeling around with her fingers, grabbing whatever was on the bedside table and throwing it all down.
The sound of glass shattering rang out.
After a moment, Matilda, with the needle removed, finally showed up.
