Chapter 17 Chapter Seventeen Offended This Woman Again

Quercia Spark didn't realize it herself, she had already subconsciously clutched the bed sheet under her body tightly in her palm.          The footsteps outside the door seemed to ring in the depths of Quercia Spark's soul.          However, what the approaching footsteps brought was not a knock on the door, but became farther and farther away until it disappeared.          After waiting for more than a minute, Quercia Spark breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the bedroom door hadn't been pushed open. Only then did she realize that her whole body was already drenched with sweat.          In the guest room, Tristan Quain was lying on the bed after washing.          Three years of prison life made Tristan Quain a little uncomfortable with the relaxed and free feeling.          Although Tristan Quain will not be restricted und