GoodReadShe felt so bad that she wanted to get drunk.
Yet Raymond bumped into her. Scarlett felt that she had found a way to vent her anger.
Without ceremony, she threw every punch with all her strength.
Raymond just avoided her fists, and Scarlett made several surprise attacks but failed.
A minute passed, but Scarlett still couldn't touch Raymond.
She was a little annoyed. "Do you want to throw the game, Raymond?" "No." "Then why don't you attack?" Immediately after that, Raymond's fist flew towards her shoulder.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtScarlett was surprised and hurriedly moved away.
She realized that he was just waiting for an opportunity to attack her.
Scarlett curled her lips and began to fight with him attentively.
She pretended to attack him twice. Raymond relaxed his vigilance during her third attack. Scarlett punched him in the stomach.
Raymond frowned, but Scarlett smiled. "You look down on me, Raymond." "No, | don't." Scarlett snorted. "It's been two minutes, and you've only thrown three punches." Raymond didn't respond, but he quickly threw the fourth punch.
Scarlett was prepared. She had a good memory.
Raymond just used this move. Since she was able to dodge it once, she wouldn't let him get his way this time! They fought for another two minutes. Meanwhile, Scarlett thumped Raymond on the shoulder again.
She hadn't been punched by him yet.
Scarlett knew Raymond didn't go all out, which made her even more upset. Now that he wanted to throw the game, she would do as he wished! Her smile disappeared. She kept attacking him with a cold face.
Raymond dodged at first, but after realizing Scarlett's thoughts, he just let her strike him, groaning.
Scarlett pounded him in a huff. She suddenly felt bored. "Raymond, you lost." Before she could finish, she was tripped up by Raymond. He pinned her down on the cushion.
Scarlett froze. Just as she was about to speak, he asked, "Is that so?" They were very close to each other. Having fought for nearly forty minutes made Scarlett gasp.
Raymond's breathing was steady. Only the sweat on his forehead proved that he fought with her just now. There was nothing wrong with it.
They had not been so close during the three years of their marriage. Raymond pressed himself against her, clasping Scarlett's hands. He lowered his head. His breath warmed her face, mixing with hers.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThere was a faint fragrance from Scarlett. Raymond didn't know how to describe it. He was attracted to it.
He even wanted to bury his head in her shoulder and sniff, but he knew he couldn't.
While he was sunk in thought, Scarlett struggled. He relaxed his grip and was then pushed down by her.
Scarlett straddled him and looked down at him. "You lost." Raymond hung his hands at his sides, gazing at her. "I lost." She wanted to win. How could he let her lose? Scarlett looked at him without speaking.
The boxing room was quiet. There was only the sound of rain pattering outside.
Yet Scarlett didn't feel the joy of winning. "Thank you.
From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." She let go of him, got up, and gave him a last look. "I wish you happiness, Raymond." After all, they had long been divorced.
Raymond had guessed it but he was so sad hearing her say that they had nothing to do with each other.
He looked at Scarlett's back, knowing that after today, he wouldn't get to appear in front of her.
"Scarlett." Raymond's voice cfrom behind her. Scarlett stopped and looked back at him.
"What's up...!"
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