Chapter 362

Krystal fixed her gaze on Jeremy. She tried her best to calm herself down, but she couldn't resist sharply asking, "Do you not like it when others touch your stuff, or is it just me? "Jeremy, you were never this way with me. Do you find me filthy now? So, you're disgusted by me, aren't you?" Krystal was very emotional. To this day, even with the help of medication, she would still see the filthy, obscene moments every night—including Luther's hideous face and the horrible stuff that made her want to take her own life. She stared at Jeremy with unblinking eyes, her fists clenched so tightly that her nails dug into the flesh of her palm. Jeremy frowned slightly, but his voice was as frigid as ever. "You're overthinking it." Krystal sneered in response. Laura and Andrew had been closely monitoring her lately. Naturally, they were around to witness this. Laura asked, "Jeremy, what did you say to Krys? You know she can't take any emotional trauma now. Why couldn't you just go alon