"You can try it yourself."

Dirk Carter said.

Try it? How? Can you even try this?

Rosalind Sullivan stared at her lower body for a while.

Then she extended her finger and gently probed a little inside.

She had done the same thing before, and it used to be quite dry, with a lot of resistance going in. But now it was different; her finger slid in quite easily.

A warm, moist sensation transmitted back.

Rosalind shivered slightly.

She exclaimed joyfully, "It's really better, it really is! How did you do it?"

Dirk Carter put away the needles and said, "Actually, the main issue is psychological. I first opened up your acupoints, then gave you some pleasure. So, it's like flipping a switch, though the problem is resolved—but, in any case, the psychological aspect is primary. You have to try and walk out of this on your own."

"I will."

Rosalind Sullivan said.

Dirk Carter smiled and said, "Dr. Sullivan, it's getting late, I should be going."

"Oh."

Rosalind quickly picked up the clothes on the floor and tried to put them on.

Dirk Carter had already opened the door.

"Wait a moment!"

Just as Dirk Carter was about to step out, Rosalind called out.

Dirk didn't turn back.

He knew Rosalind was still not fully dressed.

He asked, "Dr. Sullivan, is there anything else?"

"Uh... thank you."

After hesitating for a moment, Rosalind said.

Dirk waved his hand and said, "Thank you for dinner tonight. See you next time."

"See you next time."

With a thud.

The door was closed.

For some reason, after Dirk left, Rosalind felt a bit empty inside.

She returned to the sofa.

Touching her body again, she clearly felt that the warmth inside had started "acting up" again.

Four days later.

The Organization Department of the City Committee issued Dirk Carter's appointment.

He was relieved from his position as Director of Education in Kenton County and appointed as a County Committee member, a member of the government party group, and Deputy County Chief in Kenton County.

Just as Dayton Yancy said.

The news of Dirk Carter's transfer to Deputy County Chief had already spread in Kenton County. Back then, during the preparatory group for the vocational technical college, this nomination was proposed by the Executive Deputy Mayor, Chadric Gates.

At that time, it was just a nomination.

Now it had become a reality, which wasn't too surprising.

After the County Committee received the call, they immediately informed the Education Bureau office.

Russell Sadler received the call and immediately knocked on Dirk Carter's door to share the good news.

Dirk wasn't too surprised.

He patted Russell on the shoulder and said, "Director Sadler, during this time at the Bureau, it's been mostly thanks to your help. I once promised to promote you to Deputy Director, and rest assured, this time I will ensure it happens."

When he said this.

Russell was so excited, it was a joy that couldn't be hidden.

His hands and feet even started trembling slightly.

Just as he was about to express his gratitude loudly, a cough came from the doorway.

"Hello, Director Lewis."

Russell quickly greeted.

Gwendolyn Lewis, with a somber expression, said, "Director Sadler, can I speak with Director Carter for a few minutes?"

It was then that Russell reacted and said, "Sure, Director Lewis, you talk."

After speaking, he scurried out, his cheerful footsteps echoing in the corridor.

"You're going to promote him?"

Gwendolyn Lewis asked.

Dirk smiled and said, "Well, whether there's merit or not, there's hard work."

"You've changed."

Gwendolyn Lewis said.

Dirk smiled and said, "Even you're saying I've changed. In what way have I changed?"

"You used to see things in black and white, but now it's different. You've become more adaptable or perhaps, more tactful."

Dirk sat down on the sofa, sighed heavily, and said, "Maybe. I used to think in black and white, but in the end, I realized that I, Dirk Carter, am not necessarily such a good person. Or maybe, there's no clear line between a good person and a bad one."

As he said this, he thought of Dylan Tate.

Is Dylan Tate a good person? He is to me.

But to Stillwater County, he's not necessarily a good person.

The same goes for Caden Dixon.

After learning the truth, he understood one thing—the distinction between good and bad is just a difference in perspective.

"To me, you're certainly not a good person."

Gwendolyn Lewis said.

Dirk looked apologetic and said, "Director Lewis, about that business trip incident... I don't even know how to apologize... Anyway, I..."

"You should apologize, but not verbally. Russell can get a Deputy Director position; what about me?"

Gwendolyn Lewis asked.

Dirk was stunned and said, "Director Lewis, well... if you want a Director position, I... might find it a bit tricky since the rank of Director is decided by the Standing Committee..."

"I don't want the Director position."

Gwendolyn Lewis said.

Dirk took a deep breath and asked, "Then what do you want?"

After saying this.

Gwendolyn Lewis stood up.

In front of Dirk, she directly took off her coat.

With a tug, even the sweater underneath slipped off.

As her clothes were removed piece by piece, Dirk finally understood what she wanted.

Throughout the process.

Gwendolyn didn't say a word.

Once she was completely undressed.

She walked straight up to Dirk, spread her legs, and sat on his lap.

She said, "Since that night, I haven't stopped thinking about it. I can't find that feeling with my husband either. Since you're leaving, as compensation, you have to give it to me one more time."

This was one thing Dirk couldn't refuse.

"How do you want it?"

Dirk deliberately asked.

Gwendolyn thought for a moment and said, "Just like last time, as rough as possible. I've prepared myself mentally. Do as you will today."

Dirk wrapped his arms around Gwendolyn's slender waist. With a twist, the two of them changed their position.

Gwendolyn lay back on the sofa, and Dirk's whole body pressed down on her.

"As rough as possible?"

Dirk asked.

A flush of red had already appeared on Gwendolyn's cheeks. She murmured a confirmation, "Come on, let the storm rage on. The rougher you are, the happier I am."

It wasn't noticed before, but Gwendolyn seemed to have a penchant for masochism.

If that's the case.

Dirk didn't need to hold back.

He spread his hand, gripping her chest roughly, thinking this might hurt her. Instead, Gwendolyn became excited and whispered, "Yes, just like that, harder."

Oh my God.

Indeed!

So there's no need to hold back then?

Dirk quickly stripped himself.

The real battle quickly unfolded.

In this battle, Dirk indeed used all his strength, exerting three times the effort, every move striking hard. Gwendolyn, under such impact, reached the peak multiple times. Her skin, once fair, now bore marks of blue and purple, which looked quite fearsome.

However, today she truly tasted what the joy of passionate love meant.

When leaving, she couldn't even walk with her legs together.

After returning to her dorm after work.

Standing in front of the mirror, Gwendolyn looked at the marks on her body, not surprised but rather secretly pleased, as she recalled the scenes of being treated roughly, her body reacted once again.

It seemed that the two encounters with Dirk had completely switched on a hidden switch in her body.

Knock, knock, knock.

A sudden knock came at the door.

Gwendolyn was startled.

Seeing it was already seven o'clock, who could it be at this time?

Quickly wrapping her nightgown, she heard from the door, "Gwendolyn, open up, it's me, Gauthier."

Gauthier Pace?

Her husband?

Why did he come today?

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