She was wearing lingerie, which completely aroused the desire in Bidegla's heart.

To be enticed by her upon first meeting, what is this situation?

"Is it beautiful?" Tamma Jones asked, still with a shy expression, as if she hadn't noticed Bidegla's increasingly red gaze.

"Put your clothes on quickly."

Bidegla's mouth let out a low growl like a wild beast, his will almost in turmoil. A stunning beauty wearing lingerie to entice him in front of him, doesn't she fear the consequences?

This is simply playing with fire.

Bidegla's consciousness was constantly in conflict, but in the end, his willpower overcame desire, and with a strong pull, Tamma Jones fell onto the bed.

Wrapping her provocative shyness in the bedding, Bidegla finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Girl, do you know that you are tempting me to commit a crime?" Holding down the struggling Tamma Jones, Bidegla said in a low voice.

"Isn't this what you wanted to see me wear?" Suddenly, Tamma Jones spoke, her face full of confusion.

Even more puzzled was Bidegla, when did I say I wanted to see that?

"When did I say that? I have no recollection at all," Bidegla asked in confusion.

"It was when you chatted with me before, you said... you said you wanted to see me wearing lingerie," Tamma Jones said, her face already blushing, closing her eyes and not daring to look at Bidegla.

Hearing her words, Bidegla finally recalled that he had indeed teased her like that during their previous chat, but he had almost forgotten about it, never expecting her to remember.

"I was just teasing you, don't try to tempt me again in the future, or else..." Bidegla paused, saying, "I am a normal man, not some saint, so you should understand what I mean by saying that."

"I don't understand," Tamma Jones shook her head, then whispered, "This is voluntary for me, my body is specifically for you."

"Damn." Hearing this, Bidegla's body shook, almost unable to control himself. A stunning beauty acting as if she were there for the taking, he believed any normal man would have thoughts.

However, Bidegla really didn't dare to act recklessly. He enjoyed romance, but he hadn't thought of taking Tamma Jones, after all, he was not that kind of low man. Since he dared to possess someone, he must take responsibility. Tara Lassen had already left him feeling a little overwhelmed, and if he added Tamma Jones to the mix, he really couldn't bear to think about it further.

He turned Tamma Jones over and gave her a few hard slaps on the buttocks, then released her, saying, "I already have a girlfriend, so don't tempt me. I may not be the person you're looking for."

With that, Bidegla stood up and said, "It's late now, I have to go back."

In the end, Bidegla still left, actually, he wouldn't mind being involved with a beautiful woman, it's just that he hasn't reached that shameless level yet.

Just meeting Tamma Jones today and being enticed by her like this, Bidegla's thoughts couldn't keep up with her, who knows what she's really thinking.

Shaking his head, Bidegla didn't linger here at all, quickly leaving the hotel.

In the room, seeing Bidegla leave, Tamma Jones stiffened all over, her eyes were slightly red. Bidegla hit her, but she didn't blame him at all. What truly touched her heart was Bidegla's words, "I have a girlfriend."

Isn't she his wife? How could he still find a girlfriend?

The thought of this filled Tamma Jones' heart with deep grievance. She had come all this way to find him, only to receive such a result, which she found difficult to accept.

She herself didn't understand when she had fallen in love with Bidegla. Perhaps it was when he saved her in the game, or maybe it was the tender words he spoke in the following years.

In her heart, she had long considered Bidegla her man. Otherwise, she wouldn't have called him husband for so many years. And it was because of Bidegla's presence that she had unknowingly turned down countless suitors, refusing even the arranged blind dates from her family to come to the city to find Bidegla.

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When she came to find Bidegla, she had already made up her mind. As long as Bidegla wasn't an old man or a pervert, she could accept him. In fact, Bidegla's appearance today made her even more attached to him. She knew that her heart was already tied to Bidegla, and all of Bidegla's qualities satisfied her.

In the game, Bidegla had protected her for years. Now she just wanted to protect him in return, but she had received this answer.

"Does he already have a girlfriend?" Tamma Jones' voice murmured, and then her tears overflowed, wetting the bedding.

She was unwilling. Her husband already had a girlfriend, and she couldn't accept this result. From a young age, she had never let go of what she wanted. She had come full of joy, only to be struck by such a sudden and severe blow. She felt deeply aggrieved.

Something that originally belonged to her had now become someone else's. The feeling was like having her precious treasure suddenly taken away. She was unwilling, and her heart was in great pain.

She cried for more than ten minutes before stopping. Her attachment to Bidegla was too strong. Otherwise, she wouldn't have come to fulfill his past evil wish.

"No, I must win him back," Tamma Jones suddenly exuded a strong sense of confidence in her eyes. With her own qualities, she didn't believe any woman could be her competitor. Bidegla would ultimately belong to her!

Something she used to be able to obtain, she now also wanted to have in her hands. Fantasizing about Bidegla happily walking into marriage with her, her complexion improved slightly. She was a top beauty and wealthy. Even if Bidegla didn't work, she could support him. She didn't believe any woman could compete with her.

Leaving the hotel, Bidegla also thought that his previous words seemed a bit heartless. However, he already had Jennie Laura now, and he didn't want to do anything to hurt her.

The world is full of temptations. If he wanted to have a relationship with every beautiful woman, he would never be able to do anything else in his life, just sleeping with beautiful women every day.

Meeting Tamma Jones was only out of kindness, but he never expected it to lead to this. If it weren't for Jennie Laura, he would have pushed Tamma Jones down without hesitation before. But... she appeared too late.

In the game, she followed him every day, calling him husband on ICQ. Now, Bidegla could only bid her farewell.

Looking back at the hotel, Bidegla also let out a deep sigh, burying the reluctance deep in his heart. He had been thinking about how to settle her, but she came from a wealthy family and had plenty of money. He had just been overly concerned.

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Bidegla hailed a taxi on the roadside and headed straight for the river. His car and money were still there, and without his money, he would have to walk home until dawn. And if Tamma Jones hadn't intervened today, he would have made a fool of himself. Thinking back to when Tamma Jones solemnly promised to support him, a smile crept onto Bidegla's lips.

When he arrived at his car, Bidegla retrieved the money from inside and handed it to the driver before driving his Lamborghini home. It was late at night, and there were few people and cars on the road, so Bidegla almost drove at a speed of nearly three hundred miles per hour.

In just a few minutes, he arrived in front of Villa No. 1 in Bamboo City, unaware of how many times he had been captured on camera along the way. But he wasn't worried; he knew Shina Macai, and with just a word from her, everything would be fine.

As he drove into the garage, he was surprised to see that the lights in the villa were still on. He remembered turning them off when he left, so why were they still on? Could it be that Jennie had noticed he was gone and was waiting for him to return? Thinking this, Bidegla's face showed a hint of apology as he opened the door.

To his surprise, Jennie Laura had not yet gotten up when he opened the door. Instead, he saw a weary-looking Shina Macai sitting on the sofa, seemingly engrossed in some documents on the coffee table. "Ahem..." Bidegla pretended to cough, successfully catching Shina Macai's attention.

However, Shina Macai's reaction was somewhat alarming. Upon hearing a noise, she immediately pulled out the gun from her waist. Bidegla even wondered if she might accidentally fire the gun. "It's me," Bidegla said, and then sat down on the sofa.

"You're only coming back at this ungodly hour. Where have you been?" Shina Macai asked, visibly relieved to see Bidegla, before putting the gun back.

"What business is it of yours where I've been?" Bidegla glared at her, then picked up a glass of water from the table and took a sip. After running around all night, he was very thirsty.

"You can't drink that," Shina Macai suddenly exclaimed, but it was too late.

"Why? Did you poison it?" Bidegla smacked his lips, puzzled.

"No, that's my water. How could you drink it?" Shina Macai blushed, bowing her head.

"I thought it was no big deal. I've even kissed you on the lips, so why should I care about drinking your water?" Bidegla said nonchalantly. But as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly realized the implications and looked up to see Shina Macai's murderous gaze.

"Heh, I misspoke. I misspoke," Bidegla chuckled nervously.

"You only just came back at this late hour. Were you out fooling around?" Shina Macai asked, looking at Bidegla with a suspicious look.

"Yes, I was out fooling around. What about it? Are you going to arrest me?" Bidegla shrugged, lying down on the soft sofa.

"If you're asking me if I was out fooling around, then were you also out flirting with wild men at this late hour?" Bidegla suddenly said, turning the tables.

"No." To Bidegla's surprise, Shina Macai didn't scold him or snap at him. Instead, she rubbed her temples vigorously and said, "I'm working on a case."

"What case? Does it require working through the night?" Bidegla asked with some confusion.

As a police officer, there are indeed many things to do, but handling them without sleep in the dead of night, is that sustainable?

"It's those people you caught a few days ago. We have obtained astonishing hidden information from them," Shina Macai spoke, her expression somewhat grim.

"Do those people have some kind of issue?" Upon hearing Shina Macai's words, Bidegla also sat up, the smile on his face gradually fading.