She pushed him hard, couldn't move him, so she used all her strength to beat his chest desperately.
Maxwell Saxon looked very lean, but his body was extremely solid. Scarlett Yates punched again and again, all on his rock-hard muscles.
In the end, not only did she not hurt him at all, but she also bruised her hands red.
The taste of blood filled her mouth.
Scarlett Yates tasted the sweet, metallic blood.
"Let me go... Maxwell Saxon... you... bastard..." Her face flushed red, overwhelmed by immense humiliation and anger, she was so furious that her vision darkened.
Matthew Saxon... Matthew Saxon...
She was like a lamb about to be swallowed by a ferocious beast, at this moment, she was scared, helpless, and sad.
It turns out, being kissed by someone you don't like is such a terrible experience.
Her body immediately felt an intense rejection.
She struggled for a moment, gradually becoming exhausted.
