The sudden sound of the door opening interrupted her thoughts. Eugene emerged from the bathroom shirtless. Mnie was not surprised to see him. There had not been any better solutionst night, so she did not mind much.


    It was better than going to the hospital and receiving strange looks from the doctors and


    nurses.


    However, her body was so sore that Mnie could not help but frown. Thinking this, she lifted her head and looked at Eugene again.


    He had just finished showering when he caught her gaze, water droplets still clinging to his body. His thick ck hair was damp, with a few strands hanging directly over his eyebrows.


    Mnie hesitated. “Aboutst night-“Immediately, she noticed how hoarse her voice was.


    Eugene, who was drying his hair, paused and lowered his gaze to Mnie, who was on the bed. His eyes happened to catch her exposed shoulder. The marks he leftst night were still there.


    “If you mind, I can pay you,” she offered.


    Eugene’s initially clear expression darkened immediately upon hearing her words. He stared at Mnie intensely, and though his voice was calm, his mood seemed far from it. “What did you say?”


    Mnie remained silent, quietly watching Eugene. Her throat was dry and hoarse, and her lips were hurt. She simply did not feel like talking.


    Eugene, however, was provoked by her silence. His expression became even darker. “You’ll pay me? You want to pay me considering your identity? Mnie, do you not understand yourself or do you not understand me?”


    After saying this, he casually threw the towel aside, took out his wallet, and threw a card in front of Mnie. “Who’s paying whom?”


    Mnie looked at his cold and dark expression and wisely chose not to continue the topic. Eugene had helped herst night, after all. Otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable if it had been Quentin.


    Grabbing a bathrobe from the side, Mnie got dressed and prepared to freshen up. The moment she got out of bed, however, her legs turned into jelly and she almost fell over. Enduring the difort, she looked up at Eugene, her eyes filled with confusion and inquiry. Eugene was busy looking at his phone and did not notice her gaze, However, Mnie could clearly see the scratch marks on Eugene’s back and the bite marks on his shoulder.


    Eugene’s shoulders were broad and his waist narrow. He had just the right amount of muscle. His physique was quite impressive.


    When Mnie was done washing up, she came out to find Eugene already dressed and standing by the floor-to-ceiling window.


    Gaze lowered, she went up to the bedside, picked up her bag, and took out her phone. After checking it, she said softly, “If I sue Vi and Quentin, will you testify for me?”


    Eugene hesitated for a moment before turning around to face Mnie, who was holding her phone in her hand with a nk expression. “I recorded everything fromst night.”