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"SPOILED GIRL" SEASON 4, EPISODE 73"


SPOILED GIRL

Season 4

Episode 73

(I advise you not to love me if you can)


Mr. and Mrs. Tao lived in another place not too far away, so the only occupants of this villa were Mark, Tina and a few maidservants.


All servants in this villa were well trained to play dumb about Tina and Mark's behavior and to keep silent about their secrets.


Tina was sitting lazily at the table while Mark fed her food affectionately. She revelled at her newly painted nails and casually said to Mark, "You know, I have been home for a long time now."


Mark understood what she meant and
said, "Don't you enjoy staying at home? It's dangerous outside."


"Dangerous? But if I stay at home every day, no one will see my beautiful face," she said.


Tina ran her fingers over her face, which was looked exactly like Emily's and continued, "As for Emily, how dare she..."
"What did she do to you?" Mark asked nervously.



"Nothing," Tina answered quickly. She did not want to worry Mark about it.


Tina recalled her memories from that past when Emily grabbed her by the throat arrogantly and disrespected her. She fondly remembered how the feeling of suffocation got her excitement at that moment.


Tina had to admit that Emily was quite different from before. This really raised her interest. Though Emily was not so weak as before, still she craved to see how Emily kneed at her feet and wiped her shoes. She wanted to try something more interesting this time.


'That would be interesting, very interesting, indeed, ' Tina imagined in her mind.



Mark understood that Tina did not want to tell him so he squinted his eyes at her and asked gently, "What do you plan to do about your painting from yesterday?"
"Oh, you mean that..." Tina thought about the black and gloomy eyes of a young woman and continued, "Bury her alive somewhere you like."


"Okay," Mark answered and continued feeding her.


On second thought, Tina changed her mind and said, "No. Let her be. Besides, I worked so hard on that painting, it would be a waste to throw it away."


"All right," he said. Most of the time, Mark would agree to all her requests.


But still, Tina was not satisfied as she knew that Mark only wanted to keep her locked up at home.


As a result, no matter how absurd her requests are, whether it was painting with human blood or on a human body, Mark granted all her wishes without hesitation.



This kept Tina temporarily occupied and happy.


But it could never be compared with true freedom.


Suddenly, Tina felt so frustrated that she erupted like a volcano and turned over the bowl of porridge from Mark's hand, causing it to fall to the ground and shatter into pieces.


As usual, Mark did not show any signs of anger, instead, he asked the servants to clean up the mess.


It had taken Mark many years of hard work and resilience to stop Tina from taking drugs. However, the aftermath of intensive drug abuse left her mentally unstable and sometimes even the tiniest bit of displeasure could cause her to lose her temper easily.


"You don't want me to feed you? Okay then, just feed yourself," he said gently. Mark took another bowl of porridge and passed it to Tina.


This time, Tina poured all the porridge on Mark's head.


Silence had gripped the air in the room.


All servants scrambled around to help Mark clean up. They were so afraid, they didn't even dare to breathe out loud. They all called Tina a psychopath behind her back. After all, if she treated her own brother with such disrespect, what hope did the others have.


Anyone who dared to cross her, either intentionally or unintentionally, would suffer a fate far worse than death. Tina was no different from the Devil.


The porridge wasn't hot enough to scald Mark but it was hot enough to hurt his pride.


Mark took a handkerchief from one of the servants and wiped his face. Then he grabbed Tina's arm and took her upstairs with him.


"What are you going to do?" she asked. Tina tried to resist but Mark picked her up and carried her in his arms. She felt so embarrassed, she cried out, "Let me go! Mark! Did you hear me? Let go of me right now!"



The servants pretended to see nothing but they could not help wondering what kind of punishment Tina would suffer... Mark went into the room and threw Tina on the bed. His face darkened with anger and his voice turned hoarse, "Tina!"


Tina had never been subjected to this kind of behavior from Mark. She was so furious, her eyes looked like they would pop out at any moment. "Mark! Are you insane?" she yelled.


Before she knew it, Mark grabbed her by the wrist and pressed her against the bed.


"Your pride and your narcissism, everything you have now, is because of me. Without me, you are nothing," his cold voice brushed over her face.


Mark closely observed Tina's face but he could not find any trace of fear or remorse. Only anger and hatred swam in her eyes.



In truth, Mark knew that he only had himself to blame for spoiling Tina too much.


No wonder, Tina would disobey and mock him again and again.


"So what are you going to do about it?" she asked casually. Tina wore a bitter smile and continued, "You are no good to me without your power as well."


Mark was on the verge of losing his temper, as Tina's words had hit all the nerves without mistake.


"I'd advise you not to love me, if you can," Tina enunciated each word slowly.


Suddenly, Mark's anger disappeared into thin air, like a balloon pierced by a needle. As usual, he caved in under pressure.


Mark stared at Tina for a long time and sighed, "No, I can't stop loving you."


Tina snickered with pleasure and said, "Loser."



Mark kissed her forehead and said, "Yes, I'm just a loser."


Mark had failed yet again. He was no longer surprised by the fact that every time he tried to teach this spoiled girl a lesson, he would fail.


Mark knew he wouldn't be able to change Tina's attitude as long as he loved her unconditionally.


"So you deserve to be mocked," she said. Tina seemed pleased by his answer as she reached out her hands and wrapped them over Mark's shoulders.


"So you deserve to be my slave. You deserve to be bullied by me," she said, with a menacing smile on her face.


Mark lowered his head to kiss Tina's hand. "Yes, I deserve it. But could you please try not to make me lose face in front of other people?" he urged.


"My mood guides my actions," she answered. Tina took the advantage and asked, " What did you want to do just now? Rebellion?"



"Do you feel frightened by me?" he asked anxiously. Mark tried to kiss her lips, but missed as Tina turned around right before he could come close. Mark shook his head with disappointment and said, "Fine, I will make it up to you."


Tina turned around happily and said, "I want to go out...hmm..."


Mark finally kissed her lips gently and said, "I will accompany you."


Tina hated Mark's desire for control, but she played along. She knew she wouldn't have the chance to go after Emily since Mark was going to accompany her, but at least she could get out of the house for sometime. "Fine," she agreed.


Satisfied, Mark returned the favor with another deep kiss.


Tina's punishment did not arrive as the servants thought it would. Half an hour later, Tina changed into something nice and went out with Mark.





On their way out, a dark figure rushed out from the side and stood in front of their car.

"Tina! I know you are in the car!"



The woman's hoarse voice made Tina feel uncomfortable and she lowered her window to see who it was.

The woman had ingrained dirt on her frown line and the filth on her long and shabby clothes was apparent even from a distance. She looked just like a beggar from the streets. She was so bony that most people would think of death just by looking at her.

"Don't look at her," said Mark, as he did not want Tina to feel disgusted by the woman. "She was once called Rose, but she goes by the name Leona now," he explained.

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