When Molly came out of the bathroom, she was wearing the hotel's bathrobe. It was loosely draped over her slender figure, accentuating her delicate frame. The bedroom was brightly lit. Ocelotte had just washed in the bathroom next door. He was leaning casually against the large bedhead and flipping through a hotel magazine. He was only wearing black pants, and his long, fit body was on full display. Molly didn’t dare look at the water droplets on Ocelotte's body. She carefully held onto the edge of the bed and knelt beside him. With a memory of how he had looked before, she leaned in to kiss him. A large hand grabbed the back of her head, urgently pulling her toward him. Then, all the fiery memories came flooding back. Molly had sex with Ocelotte.…Ocelotte’s continued entanglements had stretched over several rounds. By the time they were done, it was nearly 2:00 am.Molly lay there, nearly lifeless, while the man remained full of energy. He rolled off the bed, heading to t

Scarlett had other plans. She felt that Molly and Ocelotte could work things out, but this naive girl wasn’t really cut out for the entertainment industry. Once she became the young mistress and enjoyed life, she shouldn’t forget about Scarlett. However, before Ocelotte truly felt any pain for Molly, Scarlett thought that Molly still needed to endure some hardship. Not playing any mind games, Scarlett made everything clear and visible—let Ocelotte see for himself! If he didn’t feel sorry for her, then with the money he’d given Molly over the past three months, that would be enough for her for a lifetime. Having been through the ups and downs of the entertainment industry, Scarlett had seen all kinds of disgusting things. Once you encounter enough demons and monsters, you begin to long for something beautiful. She hoped Molly would have a good future. Just then, Ocelotte’s call came through.Molly held the phone tightly and quietly told him that there had been some iss

She was so petite that he could hold her easily in his arms, her soft, delicate body pressed against him. The sensation was subtle, but Ocelotte did his best to ignore it.The female doctor said, "This is more like it!"The doctor was both gossipy and professional, and in no time, she had finished treating the wound. When she removed the porcelain shard, Molly's fingers dug deeply into Ocelotte's waist and arm, causing him to lower his head to look at her.Molly trembled with pain, like a pitiful little dove.For some reason, Ocelotte, almost instinctively, placed one hand gently on her shoulder and pulled her closer into his embrace.At that moment, he seemed to be filled with a sense of pity.…Leaving the hospital, Molly thought that Ocelotte would take her straight to the hotel. To her surprise, he took her to an old street near their school, where many small eateries lined the road. Young students often came here to eat. They had visited this place a few times back then.

In the early morning, Molly woke up. Ocelotte was already gone, but there was still warmth on the pillow beside her; he must have left not long ago. Molly gently touched the warmth, a look of longing on her serene face. She longed for every moment spent with Ocelotte. Even if he hated her, even if he only played with her, even though they would part after three months, she felt that having these memories was enough… Morning light filtered through the white gauze curtain, soft and gentle. At the foot of the white bed lay a man's thin cashmere coat, left behind by Ocelotte... When Molly left, she picked up the coat and, after some thought, decided to personally deliver it to Ocelotte's company after nine o'clock. She first went back home, still being careful, as Roselyn had long gotten used to it. Roselyn only said, "Don't let Grandma know you spent the night outside." Molly's face turned fiery red.After she finished washing up, Molly changed into a new outfi

Ocelotte had thoughts in his mind, but his expression remained unchanged. A few seconds later, he diverted his gaze. It was Scarlett who respectfully greeted him first, saying, "Mr. Ocelotte." Only then did Ocelotte nod, but his demeanor still exuded a sense of arrogance, clearly highlighting his status and position. Once they stepped out, the elevator was left with only Scarlett and Molly. Unable to hold back, Scarlett muttered, "Pretending to be so dignified! Is he like this in private too?" Molly, with her sunglasses on, concealed her reddened eyes. Hearing Scarlett’s complaint, she softly responded, "He wasn’t like this before, not at all." Scarlett stared at Molly.After a long pause, Scarlett said seriously, "I know you care about him deeply, Molly. You two have had a love that left a lasting impression. "How is he treating you now, though? I don’t want you to keep suffering. If it’s really forcing it, maybe this love shouldn’t continue." Molly quietly respon