She finally awoke completely at this moment, screaming in resistance.
No, it can't be like this.
Though she had long understood what those nights entailed in the contract between them. She was ready to endure it—yet she believed she should be like a dead person by then, like a piece of wood, passively and numbly enduring, without any sensation whatsoever, and certainly not letting him be pleased.
So it absolutely can't be now, it can't be at this moment—right now, she surprisingly felt the urge to scream!
That unfamiliar joy made her fearful.
She doesn't want it!
.
In her panic, she hadn't completely lost her senses; swiftly, she took advantage as he was in the driver's seat, opened the central lock, and frantically jumped out of the car!
With nowhere to go at this moment, she instinctively fled back to the Middle Ages.
