Chapter 222: Humiliation

If Nelson wanted, he could treat her like a treasure, but when he didn't, he could humiliate her repeatedly as if she were nothing. The little kindness he showed her could be easily destroyed. A shadow appeared behind her. In the corner of her eye, Callie saw the sequins on the clothing. She leaned against the sink, barely able to breathe. "You're right, Nelson has no feelings." Just a simple interaction without any boundary-crossing behavior led to such punishment today. Callie felt her heart crumple repeatedly, with grievances and disappointment fermenting. "I'm not Jaquan." A cold voice made her shudder, her legs weak, too scared to turn around. Nelson? How could it be him? The man had one of her jackets draped over his elbow. His eyes were cold, icy. He gently placed the jacket over her shoulders as if nothing had happened. Callie couldn't stop trembling. "A confidant, isn't he? He really knows you, letting you express your true feelings." Nelson's cold lips brushed against