As soon as Joseph Lancaster finished speaking, Violet Zimmerman let out a dissatisfied huff.
"Hmph, aren't all men the same? Only a fool would believe the things said on the bed!"
After Violet Zimmerman spoke, Joseph Lancaster found it even more ridiculous, and he pretended to ask in confusion.
"Oh? Are men all the same at that time? Which man has ever promised you something in bed?"
Violet Zimmerman suddenly realized what she had blurted out in anger!
She looked up at Joseph Lancaster, her face flushed red with embarrassment, and after a long while, finally squeezed out a sentence, "You scoundrel!"
How could he bring up such a thing openly?
In front, Joseph Lancaster's joyful laughter echoed, sounding particularly clear in the silent night.
But in Violet Zimmerman's ears, it sounded different, as if it were mocking her.
