Gu Yitong's beautiful face was etched with grief and hatred as she slowly approached the shelter, under Chuck's casual gaze.
Julia, though enjoying the show, didn't let up on her task, continuing to stir-fry with the spatula.
The irresistible aroma of pork fat wafted into Gu Yitong's nostrils, causing her to involuntarily salivate profusely.
For a moment, her eyes glazed over.
Wild vegetables stir-fried with meat?
What kind of life were these two living…?
For the past few days, she had only been able to subsist on wild greens and fruits. Even the dried meat she brought back yesterday, she hadn't allowed herself a single bite, saving it all for Gu Momo.
Gulp.
Her throat bobbed as she swallowed.
"Smells good, doesn't it?"
Chuck couldn't help but chuckle at her expression.
"…"
Gu Yitong ignored him, forcing herself to avert her gaze and swallowing again.
The former Gu Yitong was a "disciplined woman" who insisted on bland, healthy food daily, even ordering light, healthy take-out when she didn't have time to cook after meetings.
A pot of pork fat and stir-fried meat, which was anything but "light," would have been ignored in the past.
But now…
This simple pot of stir-fried meat was more mouth-watering than the main course personally prepared by the chef of the finest Michelin restaurant she had ever eaten at.
It took all her willpower just to suppress her appetite.
Seeing her struggling, Chuck scoffed. He then took a clay bowl from Julia and sat down by the fire.
"Say what you need to say quickly. We're about to eat."
At these words, Gu Yitong's expression shifted several times.
She took several long, deep breaths, seemingly preparing herself mentally. After a moment, she finally looked up, her gaze surprisingly settling on Julia, who was sitting next to Chuck.
A spark of hope ignited in her eyes.
She is indeed very beautiful.
Lying awake last night, humiliated by Chuck, Gu Yitong suddenly realized something incredibly important…
The white girl accompanying Chuck was perhaps too beautiful, both in looks and figure.
Without exaggeration, she looked like she could be a professional print model.
But why would such a beautiful white girl live with Chuck, a low-level Chinese man?
It must be because they were stranded on a deserted island and forced into it.
In that moment, Gu Yitong felt a pang of shared misery.
But immediately, she realized this might be an opportunity.
Chuck was domineering and crude. The foreign girl must have suffered greatly over the past few days, perhaps even being defiled by that brute.
She must be staying by Chuck's side only out of fear of his intimidation, too scared to resist!
So, after a night of insomnia, a complete plan was drawn up in Gu Yitong's mind.
This was her last chance to reclaim her lost dignity and take revenge on that shameless bastard, Chuck!
She grit her teeth, opting to completely ignore Chuck. She stepped forward and stood before Julia.
She then bent down and spoke in fluent English, using the kindest tone she could muster.
"Excuse me, young lady, can I talk to you alone for a sec?"
Julia, who was serving herself meat, was startled, completely surprised that the woman would address her.
She looked up, her slender eyebrows slightly furrowed, but she did not reply in English.
"You can, but not alone. Please speak in Chinese."
Julia, though cheerful and easygoing, was definitely not stupid.
By the way, even though Chuck was on a business trip, and his high school English grades weren't bad, things were different now. His speaking ability was effectively that of a third grader—about the level of "how are you, I'm fine, 3Q."
"…That works too."
Gu Yitong realized her intention had been exposed and gave an awkward smile.
Chuck, meanwhile, did not interfere at all, eating his meal and watching Gu Yitong put on her little show.
The two exchanged polite greetings, introduced themselves, and then Gu Yitong flashed her practiced, formulaic smile again.
"So, Miss Julia."
Since the person she was facing was no longer Chuck, the smile was less strained, likely a muscle memory from practicing in the mirror.
"I assume you and Chuck are just companions, aren't you?"
As Gu Yitong finished speaking, she mentally prepared her next line of persuasion.
Her goal was to make this foreign girl recognize her own value!
When a man and a woman survive together, the camp's supplies should rightfully be divided in half. Why should Chuck decide everything?
It was said that young women in the West were "waking up" these days, and she assumed Julia was no exception.
If she could leverage this, she could easily drive a wedge between Julia and Chuck.
Maybe even turn her against him!
"…Companions?"
To her surprise, Julia paused upon hearing her question, then smiled and shook her head.
"No, if you must label it, I am his woman."
That single, short sentence completely blocked all the persuasive arguments Gu Yitong had prepared throughout her sleepless night!
Julia's unexpected response left Gu Yitong utterly stunned, causing her to freeze in place.
What a joke!
How could such a flawless-looking white girl, one who could even converse fluently in Chinese, willingly become that shameless brute's woman?!
She must be insane…
Chuck, who was nearby wolfing down his food, was not surprised.
Although they hadn't formally defined it with words, the two of them had long since crossed countless emotional boundaries, and had even agreed to fuck tomorrow.
So yes, Julia was his woman, of course.
Gu Yitong recovered from her shock but still didn't give up. Her mind raced, preparing to try and persuade her again.
But Julia wouldn't give her the chance.
"Gu, I can probably guess what you're thinking, but I'm sorry, out here, I only care about Chuck, and I will absolutely not interfere with his decisions."
Trust the direct and bold foreign woman. With just two simple sentences, she completely shattered the last shred of hope in Gu Yitong's heart.
After speaking, Julia turned and served herself a bowl of the stir-fried meat from the pot.
About a third of it was left.
This wasn't intentional; she had simply cooked too much. Her plan was to add water and stew the leftovers into a soup for the evening.
As for sharing it with the woman surnamed Gu in front of her?
She didn't know what Chuck was thinking, but she was definitely reluctant.
Setting aside the woman's demanding yet supplicating attitude, Julia already disliked her intensely just based on her continuous behavior towards Chuck.
She only engaged with her earlier out of politeness, and to make it clear the woman shouldn't try anything with her.
The rest of the matter was up to Chuck.
The performance was over, and Chuck had finished his lunch.
He put down his clay bowl, patted his stomach with a satisfied burp, then rose from the fire, looked at the ashen-faced Gu Yitong, and impassively rolled his neck.
"My patience is limited. If you try any of these little tricks in front of me again, I'll piss all over you—and I mean it."
"…"
This undisguised menace instantly brought back the fear on Gu Yitong's face, and her full thighs began to tremble slightly.
She timidly retreated half a step, her expression momentarily distant.
It was an expression of utter despair.
At this point, all her efforts and attempts to hold onto her remaining dignity had failed.
I might as well just kill myself…
No!
Just as her emotions were about to plunge into the abyss, Gu Yitong suddenly grabbed her hair.
Pull yourself together!
If you die, what will happen to Momo?
Alone, she will definitely fall into the hands of this shameless man!
That, absolutely cannot happen!
Gu Yitong finally raised her head, her tear-filled eyes blazing with hatred. She reached up and fiercely pulled down the zipper behind her white neck, cleanly removing the dress she was wearing.
Next came her bra and the most intimate piece of triangular fabric.
In the blink of an eye, Gu Yitong, who moments ago was filled with rage, stood before Chuck in an utterly humiliating state again.
Her enormous, inverted-nippled breasts and the black forest between her full thighs were once again exposed to him.
Seeing this, Chuck raised an eyebrow.
Quick work today, huh?
Second time's the charm.
But before he could speak, Gu Yitong dropped to her knees just like yesterday, repeating the same request in an incredibly fast voice.
"I beg you for food and water!"
After saying it, she lifted her head, her tear-filled eyes glaring at Chuck with hatred.
"Is this enough!"
Chuck was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.
"What are you laughing at!"
Gu Yitong's body trembled all over.
Kneeling stark naked before the man she considered her enemy—the extreme humiliation was driving her mad.
Yesterday, she could escape by temporarily numbing herself, but now… she just wanted this all to end quickly.
Chuck sighed gently, looking helpless.
"Why are you rushing?"
"Kneeling and begging me—that was yesterday's price."
At these words, Gu Yitong's expression and body instantly petrified.
"As for today…"
Chuck scratched his chin, his eyes lingering on the spectacular, teardrop-shaped inverted jugs on her chest. Suddenly, an idea struck him.
"Just stay naked like that, and give me a dance!"
He finished speaking and pulled out the phone Gu Momo had given him.
He wasn't worried about Gu Yitong recognizing it, as it was a very common model and an undecorated, bare phone.
The important thing was that although there was no internet, the phone's music player had cached many songs.
Chuck had generally skimmed through them when he was bored, and there happened to be a very famous, upbeat dance track—
The Vietnamese smash hit, "Hai Phut Hon."
A.K.A. The Great Pendulum.
It was a classic song and dance used by streamers and short-video content creators for sexualized, male-gazing content. Not only Chuck, but everyone from old people to kids loved to watch it.
And Chuck loved watching it especially.
After all, the bigger the tits, the more exciting the dance was.
Ignoring Gu Yitong's thoughts entirely, Chuck hit the play button, then snapped his fingers and smiled at the completely stiff woman.
"I won't make it hard for you. You must have heard this song? Can you dance it?"
Gu Yitong's eyes were vacant, her mind a blank slate. She didn't even process the current situation.
Chuck raised his hand and snapped again.
"It's okay if you can't. Julia, come! Show her how it's done!"
The foreign woman, who was putting away the cooking utensils, froze, then turned and pointed at herself.
"Me?"
"You don't know it?"
"Hehe, I'll try!"
Being the bold foreign woman she was, Julia wasn't embarrassed by such things at all.
She immediately put down what was in her hands, stood in front of Chuck, and began to sway her hips to the rhythm.
"Is this right? Haha!"
Julia wiggled left and right, her expression full of provocation as she looked at Chuck. She giggled non-stop as she danced, her movements actually a bit awkward.
However, her curvaceous body was enough to be exhilarating, even with just a simple sway.
"Keep your upper body steady, and make the lower movement bigger."
Chuck smiled, enjoying the view and offering instruction.
"Yes, yes, that's right. Now lift your hands to the back of your head, show me your armpits, and make your expression a little sluttier… There you go! That's the feeling!"
Honestly, the foreign woman's body coordination was impressive. After a few corrections, her wiggling became quite authentic. Chuck's abdomen instantly felt hot. He immediately walked over, fiercely pulled her into his embrace, kissed her deeply, and wantonly kneaded her round, white ass until he was satisfied.
And this entire process was watched by Gu Yitong, who remained frozen in place.
"Ah~"
With a soft cry, Chuck slapped her ass firmly to send Julia away, and then looked back at Gu Yitong, who was still entirely naked.
"Did you learn it now?"
Gu Yitong felt like she was in a dream, her mind hazy.
She wanted to turn and flee, but a voice in her heart kept repeating one sentence.
[You've already gone this far, what is there left to worry about?]
Yes.
If this was truly a transaction, as Chuck claimed, and she had already invested such a large sunk cost, could she really leave empty-handed?
At this moment, Gu Yitong trembled as she looked at Chuck, crying out the most desperate sound she had made yet.
"Chuck!"
Her voice was hoarse and filled with hatred, bordering on hysteria.
"If I ever get back, I will not let you go!"
As she spoke, her tears streamed down her face. She slowly raised her arms, revealing her fair, soft, and not completely shaved mature armpits.
Suddenly, the music on the phone paused into a moment of silence before the climax.
Then, a few seconds later, the drum beat surged!
To Chuck's delighted expression, accompanied by the classic Great Pendulum music, this mother—the naked, utterly humiliated former career woman—actually began to move her full, seductive body to the rhythm!
In an instant, her great tits swung wildly, a dizzying spectacle!