Renata regained her senses and asked incredulously, "Are you crazy, Charles?"

"Maybe I am!"

She grabbed the car handle. She intended to open the door and get out, but it was locked. There was nothing she could do to open it.

Renata turned to glare at Charles, "What exactly do you want?"

It was dimly lit inside.

Charles looked extraordinarily captivating in his white shirt. He stared at her quietly. His expression carried a hint of a unique sternness and maturity. They made him very attractive.

"What do I want to do?"

He unbuttoned his shirt cuffs and rolled them up to his elbows leisurely, revealing a portion of his solid forearm.

Then, a partition rose between the back seat and the front and created a private space. All of a sudden, Charles pulled Renata into his arms. He turned on the overhead light as if to humiliate her.

The light shone brightly.

Renata wore a dress when she fell into her ex-husband's arms. He touched her wantonly and pulled her thin stockings down her