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Chapter 142
Chapter 142
Chapter 142 Don’t Touch Me
Charlie’s confession became a knot in Evelyn’s heart. After dinner, she hugged her laptop and sat on the sofa in the living room in a daze. She didn’t even know that Huston had come downstairs.
The man took a glass of water and leaned against the wall. He looked at the little woman who was lost in thought not far away and asked, “What are you thinking about?”
But she did not react at all and did not even raise her head.
Huston raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his head to drink the warm water in the cup, and walked to her side to sit down.
The sofa sank, and her body swayed. Only then did she realize that he had come downstairs.
“Have you finished your work?” asked Evelyn.
Without hesitation, he picked her up and placed her on his lap. With one hand around her waist and the other caressing her slender thigh, he asked, “What are you thinking about so absent-mindedly, hmm?”
“Nothing. It’s about work.” She lowered her eyes and didn’t look at him. Her tone was a little guilty.
He could tell at a glance that she was lying. At first, he didn’t
think there was anything fishy about it, but now he was curious because of her performance.
He said, “You know I don’t like others to lic.”
She knew it clearly. But… Could she really tell him about it?
She hesitated for a moment and bit her lower lip lightly. She didn’t know that her reaction would make Huston even more unhappy. She wasn’t someone who liked to lie. It seemed to be something very important, so it could make her lie.
Something important?
The man snorted disdainfully.
Who else was more important than him?
When she was thinking about how to explain it to him, her thoughts were soon interrupted. His slightly rough palm slipped into her pajamas and stroke her body.
Soon, her breathing was disrupted. She raised her hand and pressed his hand before saying, “Don’t, don’t…”
Without giving her a chance to resist, he moved the laptop away and pressed down on her.
Was she not willing to tell the truth?
It was simple. He just needed to teach her a lesson. He was not afraid that she would not tell him.
Usually, when he pressed down, he would support himself with his arms, for fear of pressing her heavily. But today, he pressed down firmly. She could feel his displeasure, but she could not stop his movements.
The clothes on her body were quickly taken off. The temperature in the living room was a little lower than in the bedroom, and she couldn’t help but shiver. The man didn’t have much patience today. Without much foreplay, he possessed her body directly.
She couldn’t help but whimper. He asked her viciously, “What’s going on?”Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.
The man’s deep voice was even sexier. In fact, she didn’t like him to have sex with her because of the slightest disagreement. He didn’t care about her feelings at all. He was stubborn and refused to speak.
In the beginning, Huston was not really angry. But now, because of her insistence, he was a little unhappy.
The romantic sex became a little weird. After having sex, Evelyn took the clothes and put them on. She didn’t feel well and even felt a little pain. He didn’t restrain himself at all, and it was expected that she would end up like this.
Her heart was filled with bitterness. She got up and walked upstairs. Huston wanted to come over and hug her, but she dodged with a cold face. She said, “Don’t touch me.”
The man’s eyebrows suddenly furrowed. Just as he was about to
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89 HIS temper, he suddenly caught a glimpse of her slightly red eyes from the corner of his eye. His outstretched hands froze in mid-air. He didn’t know whether to let go or not.
She took a deep breath and looked up at him in disappointment. “Do you think…”
She suddenly paused, turned her face slightly, and shook her head. She said, “Forget it. I’m going to bed.”
After that, she didn’t look at him anymore and walked straight to the second floor.
The door swung open, followed by the sound of it closing soon after.
It was as if he had been nailed to the ground. After a long while, he raised his hand and scratched his head irritably. He was thinking about what she was trying to say.
That was not his original intention.
For the first time in his life, the 32-year-old man was distressed by a woman. He had never been in a relationship or tried to please any woman. He didn’t even know why she was angry.
What should he do?