CHAPTER 96: POST NUT CLARITY

"Haah... Hmm... Haah... Hmm..."

"Is this what an orgasm feels like?" Mina gasped as she lay on Jake’s chest, her face filled with happiness. She and Jake had finally become one, but wasn’t it said that men also ejaculate during orgasm? Why did she feel nothing?

After resting for five minutes, Mina recovered from the thrilling sex. Her cheek, pressed against Jake’s chest muscles, slowly lifted as she asked with doubt, "Jake, how was it? Did you enjoy it too? Did you also... come?"

Jake didn’t want to disappoint Sister Mina, so he replied, "Sister Mina, you were amazing. I really enjoyed it." Sister Mina’s little thoughts couldn’t escape Jake’s ability to read inner voices.

"Really? But I feel like you’re lying to me!" Mina, now rational, was quite sharp. It was obvious Jake was lying.

"Sigh." Exposed, Jake let out a sigh. "Sister Mina, you already did more than enough. It’s not your fault."

The perfectionist Mina couldn’t accept this. She had thought she could conquer Jake on her own, but instead, she was the one who lost first. "Damn it, if only it wasn’t my first time, maybe I would have succeeded."

"Sister Mina..."

Sister Mina’s heart was always thinking of him. She truly loved him.

But he didn’t have much affection for Sister Mina, so how could this be?

At that moment, a sinister, triumphant laugh echoed inside Jake’s body, a sound no one could hear, not even Jake himself. Then, the eerie voice vanished into nothingness.

"Sister Mina, you must be tired. Let me move first." Jake, who was holding Sister Mina, effortlessly flipped over, pulling his half-soft cock out of her pussy with a wet sound, bringing out a pool of pale red, murky fluid.

Now, Mina wore a shy, guilty expression. Her beautiful naked body was slowly losing its flush, but her eyes remained fixed on Jake. Her lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something but couldn’t find the words.

Because Jake, who had sat up, was staring at the virgin blood flowing from her pussy, lost in deep thought.

The air seemed to freeze, and the atmosphere grew heavy with silence.

With Mina’s intelligence, it wasn’t hard to guess Jake’s doubts. Even though they had truly had sex, that didn’t mean they were now in a relationship.

Perhaps during the act, driven by lust, her virginity had excited Jake, making him more aggressive. But after the climax, with desire gone, how much could Jake really love her?

The strong-willed Mina, for this man Jake, once again revealed the fragile, lost, and lonely state she had been in when her brother died.

"Are you going to leave me again too?"

This was also vaguely sensed by Jake.

"Sister Mina." After a long pause, Jake finally spoke.

"Hmm, I’m here." Mina lay quietly beneath Jake. Even though the stickiness between her legs made her uncomfortable, she refused to leave Jake’s sight.

She was waiting for an answer, one that would reassure her.

"I’m sorry."

"Why are you apologizing?" Mina smiled, her under-eye crescents charmingly curved.

But the more Mina acted like this, the guiltier Jake felt. He couldn’t pinpoint the exact reason, as if some unseen force had guided him. Such speculation couldn’t convince even himself—how could he just say sorry after taking her virginity and then walk away?

Nothing in the world was that easy.

"Why won’t you answer me?" Seeing Jake remain silent, Mina faintly guessed the reason.

"Is it because there’s someone else in your heart? Or do you feel nothing for me at all?"

"No, Sister Mina. You’re outstanding. Any normal man would like you. It’s just... I don’t think we’re a good match." Jake couldn’t face Sister Mina and turned away, glancing at the edge of the bed to find his discarded clothes.

"I see." Mina’s calm heart was disturbed by Jake’s words, though she didn’t notice the loophole in his answer.

She simply thought Jake was rejecting her.

"But, Sister Mina, I’ll take responsibility." Jake spotted his clothes on the floor and quickly got up to put them on.

"I’ll take responsibility, take responsibility, take responsibility..." These words echoed endlessly in Mina’s mind, lingering like an unshakeable refrain.

When she saw Jake sitting fully dressed on the edge of the bed, she already had her answer.

Mina’s voice, already hoarse from her unrestrained moans during sex, now carried a heavy, almost eerie sadness as she said with a trailing tone, "You can go. I don’t need you to take responsibility."

"Sister Mina!" Jake raised his voice.

Without Mina needing to say more, Jake fully absorbed her turbulent emotions.

Disappointment? Regret? Sorrow? Jake couldn’t pinpoint it exactly, but Sister Mina was "crying." Yes, her emotions were in extreme grief, her heart weeping in lonely despair.

The reason was obvious—because of Jake.

It was the feeling of regaining something only to have it cruelly taken away again. It was Sister Mina, weak but pretending to be strong, protecting herself.

Perhaps, maybe, Jake gradually realized that his ability to read inner voices was growing stronger in its emotional resonance, feedback, and reaction. His ability to read inner voices!

Jake seemed to remember something, struggling to recall. Vaguely, he remembered something about a "heart-reading ability"?

A heart thief?

Or something else that had once said strange things to him.

But no matter how hard Jake tried to remember, his mind drew a blank.

"You can go."

Since he had already rejected her, any promises were empty words. It was just like losing a loved one all over again.

Mina thought silently, her emotions overwhelming her. Her pupils dilated, her eyes losing their usual clarity. The overhead light had never felt so harsh, exhausting her mentally and physically.

"Sister Mina."

"Go!" It was the first time Jake had heard Sister Mina scream so hysterically, filled with utter despair.

But compared to his aunt, given Sister Mina’s mental state, she wouldn’t easily resort to suicide.

There would be time to make it up to her.

"Then I’ll go. See you at the company tomorrow." Sister Mina’s dismissal also gave Jake some relief. Without lingering, he hurriedly left Mina’s villa.

Hearing the door close, the strong Mina finally lost control.

She pulled out a box of contraceptive pills from the nightstand. "I prepared everything, I thought I could keep you, but still..."

Mina curled up, gripping the box of pills tightly, letting the tears from her eyes and the fluids from her pussy flow freely.