The Good Girl's Revenge

Damian was thinking too much. Even if he did so, Derek would still ignore Penelope and call him out of the house with one phone call. The result was the same.

He kept a straight face, endured his anger and carried the woman back. When he put the woman down, he immediately took off his coat and shirt unbearably.

As a result...

Penelope tilted her head. When she saw that he had taken off his shirt, she pointed at him and laughed. Then she turned around and stretched out his hand. She took off the t-shirt on her upper body and threw it away.

She took off the top and continued to take off the skirt below. She unzipped the dress, and pulled it down boldly.

Damian's eyes widened. It was too late for him to stop her. What he could do was watching the leather skirt fall off her legs.

Penelope was left with nothing but underwear.

"Wait..."

Damian was so shocked when he saw that she was still going to take it off. He immediately ran over to stop Penelope, but he was not as fast as her. The straps of her bra loosened, and the bra fell off freely.

In this situation, Damian immediately looked away expressionlessly.

As he turned his face away, he saw from the corner of his eyes that Penelope had also took off her panty.

Damian froze.

After Penelope took off all her clothes, she felt comfortable. She stretched herself and narrowed her eyes with a smile. Then she went to the master bedroom

She took over Damian's big bed, laid down, took the quilt and rolled herself up. Then she closed her eyes and didn't move.

After a while, Damian came over. He felt helpless when he saw that that woman was sleeping soundly.

He leaned against the door and pinched his brows. Every time he saw this woman, nothing good would happen to him.

The next day, at DX Garden Community.

When Meredith woke up, she rubbed her head and was still in a daze. Derek pushed the door open and walked in. When she woke up, he curled his lips, "Morning. Go wash up first, then have breakfast."

As he spoke, he walked over and opened the curtains. The sun shone in and the room was bright. She looked at him in surprise, "You..."

Suddenly, she thought of something and looked down at herself. Seeing that she had changed into pajamas, she suddenly felt freaked out.

Seeing that she had misunderstood, Derek shook his head and explained, "You went to a bar with Penelope yesterday to drink. Remember? You were drunk, and I brought you back. I changed your clothes and you fell asleep.”

Meredith suddenly remembered that she was in a bad mood when she came out of the residence yesterday. She did ask Penelope to drink with her.

However, she couldn't remember the rest...at all.

She pursed her lips. Although nothing happened between them, she still felt embarrassed that Derek had changed her clothes.

"I see. You can go out first. I need to clean up.”

"By the way, what about Penelope? Is she alright?"

Derek raised his eyebrows, "She's as drunk as you are. But don't worry. Damian took her away.” Meredith didn't expect that.

Damian took Penelope away?

Could she really not worry? Somehow, thinking about what had happened between the two of them before, she felt even more worried.

Meredith's hunch was correct. At least, compared to the harmony between Meredith and Derek, Damian's morning started with Penelope's screams.

"Ah..."

Penelope lifted the covers and looked at the unfamiliar surroundings and her naked self under the sheets. What was even more frightening was that she had absolutely no recollection of what had actually happened last night, and she was instantly devastated.

Penelope thought, "What should I do? What should I do? Have we..."

At this moment, an impatient voice came outside the door: "Why are you shouting in the morning? You;re so noisy. Shut up.”

She stared at the door, feeling that the voice was familiar. The door was opened and a familiar face appeared.

Penelope felt even more horrified, "How could it be you?"

Damian looked at her angrily and sneered, "That's a good question. Who do you think it will be?" "Wait, I mean, why am I at your house? And I... I..." She looked at herself and at him with a sullen face, not knowing what to say.

Damian understood, folded his arms around his chest, and said lightly, "I forgot to tell you that you stripped yourself. It has nothing to do with me. Don't blame me."

After that, he walked away.

Penelope froze

She sat on the bed in a daze. The expression on her face changed from anger to disbelief. After a while, she punched herself in disbelief.

"Where are my clothes?"

"I throw them away.”

"Why did you throw them?" She widened her eyes.

"You vomited all over me yesterday. Do you know how bad you smelt? Do you know how smelly your clothes were? Can't I throw them away?"

Damian sat on the sofa with a very arrogant attitude.

Penelope wrapped herself in a sheet, took a deep breath, and secretly told herself, "Don't be angry. It's not worth getting angry with such a person.”

"What should I wear, then?"

Damian glanced at her, took out a set of clothes from the storeroom and threw them away.

She looked at the thing in her hand and fell silent.

"What...is this?"

"Clothes."

Penelope shook the set of clothes in her hand that was obviously worn by the domestic nanny for work and said with a blank expression, "You mean that after you throw away my clothes, you plan to let me go out in this one, right?"

Before he could answer, Penelope threw the clothes at him and narrowed her eyes, "Now give me one set of normal clothes I can wear, including underwear.”

Damian suddenly sneered, "Why do you think I should listen to you?"

She curled her lips, "If you don't want to buy it, then I'll stay with you. If you can give up your work and watch me every day, you can try. I can't guarantee that your home won't be destroyed if you leave.”

"Of course, you can also use coercion. Then I have to call the police. Did you ask my permission to abduct me, a virtuous woman, to your place last night? Not to mention the fact that I am like this in the morning.”

At the end of the conversation, Penelope glared at him, apparently not believing that she had stripped herself of her clothes.

Damian was speechless.

He couldn't be bothered to get angry but only felt he was stupid.

Why did he let this woman spend time in his own home? She should have been sent away in a hurry!

After thinking about it, Damian immediately called the mall to send a whole set of clothes according to her size and treated her with a completely different attitude from just now.