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Unsure if it's Scarlett Yates's psychological effect.
After rinsing her mouth five times and brushing her teeth until they felt sore, the lingering scent between her lips and teeth still remained.
Faint and subtle, impossible to dissipate.
She seemed to be cursed.
Whenever she closed her eyes, uncontrollable images appeared in her mind.
"How can this happen…" Scarlett Yates cradled her burning face, sitting dazedly on the sofa, her expression confused and bewildered.
Why had it turned out like this…
Why did that scene keep replaying in her mind?
Why did something she clearly didn't want to remember keep recurring uncontrollably in her head.
She was about to go mad!
She loathed his frivolousness and carelessness, hated how he treated her as a disposable woman, yet she couldn't stop thinking about his excessive actions toward her.
What was wrong with her? Why had she become so strange?
