Only Love Can Hurt Like This

Irish felt she hated herself when the old man touched her. Even though the man has done it dozens of times. Venting his animalistic lust on her. But still, every time this happened, Irish felt like she wanted to die.

Tomy doesn't like this. “Irish, look at me,” he said.

Tomy deliberately put on a sad face. Giving manipulation to his only daughter.

"You love your father, right?" asked Tommy. His voice seemed to want to be pitied.

Irish nodded her face. "So therefore. Don't stop here, okay? You have to be willing to have your body owned by Mr. Josh," he said.

Irish was silent for a long time. Her hands at her sides were clenched into tight fists. “Okay, I will do it. For your sake, father," Irish said.

Hearing that, of course Tomy smiled. He immediately took Irish into his arms. He stroked her back.

"Father loves you, Irish," he said.

Irish didn't react to anything other than returning the hug.

***

"Hueekkk!!!"

"Hueekkk!!!"

Jullius immediately opened his tightly closed eyes. It was only