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Chapter 362

He stared at his hand, carefully blowing into his red, swollen palm.

Bertha just coldly glanced at his palm, she concentrated on rubbing his back.

This was the first time Bertha did not comfort Shane immediately after he was beaten.

His chest was frustrated and extremely uncomfortable.

Unsatisfied, he reluctantly raised half of his hand, his warm black eyes bringing his palm to Bertha's eyes.

He's in pain.

Bertha's expression darkened, pretending not to understand, she coldly glared at him. “Isn't it enough that you were beaten? Do you want to play twenty more?”

As the words fell, she was about to take the bath brush.

Shane immediately took his hand back, hid it in the water, and obediently bowed his head, motionless.

His chest was tortured as hundreds of claws tore at his heart.

But now he doesn't fight her anymore.

Bertha didn't know what he was thinking, but when he finally stopped tormenting her, she breathed a sigh of relief.

After rubbing his back, she glanced at the shampoo bot
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