Chapter 447: A Thorny Bush

Callie wasn't exactly surprised, but somehow her heart softened a bit. She stubbornly retorted, "Are you disgusted by my scar?" Nelson paused for a moment, looked up at her with a warning glance. "If you don't want more pain, keep your mouth shut." Callie didn't listen to him. "Marilyn doesn't have a scar, does she? Why bother with me?" Nelson had no interest in answering such questions, and Callie talking to herself was incredibly dull. He stayed silent, and she endured the pain, feeling miserable, gripping the edge of the bed tightly. Nelson glanced at her. "Let go." Her fingers were clenched so tightly they were turning white. Callie felt utterly wronged, "It hurts!" Nelson tossed a sponge at her, "Hold this." It felt like punching a pillow. Callie had no choice but to keep pestering him, "Why do you have tattoos?" "Learned it a long time ago." She couldn't see what he was tattooing on her, feeling both pain and panic, she kept rambling, "I want something pretty. Can you