Howard Geoffrey stared at her, not answering the question.
Rebecca Quentin swallowed the lump in her throat, the pain escaped, "Four years ago, you treated me like your puppet, I was helpless, but four years later, do you still think I'm a tool you can use at will? Howard Geoffrey, do you have any humanity, if you do, you shouldn't appear in my world anymore, let alone commit such a perverted act like rape!!"
By the end, Rebecca Quentin's face was full of tears, her eyes filled with hurt and pain.
Howard Geoffrey calmly parted his thin lips, "Baby, 'rape' refers to sexual intercourse forced against one's will, which I believe doesn't apply to us."
At the mention of such a sensitive and embarrassing topic, Rebecca Quentin couldn't help but blush, angrily spitting out, "What do you mean it doesn't apply, you obviously..." She couldn't detail such a topic.
Howard Geoffrey smiled, "Why don't you continue?"
Rebecca Quentin's face turned even redder, cursing, "Pervert!"
