Matter of Love

Chapter 35 I Don't Want Your Child Either

Although Greg was unwilling to admit it, he knew that he was deeply attracted to Leona's body, which had never happened before. However, this thought made Greg angry for no reason. How could he be interested in such a woman? This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

While speaking, a big foot stepped on Leona's jeans, which she was about to pick up, and said, "you bastard..." Just as Leona was about to burst into anger and looked up at him, Greg threw the towel he had used to dry his hair on his head with one hand.

Then Greg sat on the edge of the bed and said to Leona in a commanding tone, "I thought you would get up very late last night as you enjoyed it so much. It seems that you have been used to this kind of life. Now that you have got up, wipe my hair dry!"

Leona looked at this bastard in front of her with her eyes wide open. Didn't he have his own hands? Why did he ask her to dry his hair? Leona didn't want to do it. He could do it himself, and she had no time to serve him.

However, as soon as Leona saw Greg, Leona threw the white towel to him as hard as she could, and scolded him, "You asshole! Don't you think you've bullied me enough? Clean your body by yourself. I don't have time for you. Get your dirty feet off my jeans. I need to go to school."

Greg's face darkened at Leona's words. He gritted her teeth in anger as he stared at this shameless woman in front of him. Of course, as for the towel that Leona had thrown on his face, it had been grabbed tightly by Greg.

Looking at this wretched woman, Greg suddenly laughed out in an evil way. He lifted up Leona who was kneeling on the ground and said, "It seems that I didn't sell my strength well last night, and you are still full of energy now. Since then, let's continue!" While saying that, his head was still dripping.

Leona clearly knew what he meant, so she stared at him in disbelief, with her body trembling uncontrollably. Leona didn't want to experience what happened last night again. She was clear about her own health condition.

If he did that again, she would really die. Greg looked at that crazy woman with that cold expression in his eyes again. After what had happened last night, Leona was no longer a naive girl, and she knew that his eyes meant that he was not lying.

At this moment, Leona began to tremble violently. She had already known that he meant it. She should not try to provoke his anger. In that case, she would be the one who suffered losses.

Although Leona was unwilling, she forced herself to make a smile that was unbearable. She tried her best to avoid his attack and quickly said: "You, don't come again. I, I help you dry your hair!"

But Greg totally ignored her struggle and said, "This is your own choice. You can't blame it on me, because you didn't listen to me? Now you have totally set my fire on me, and you must be responsible for extinguishing it!"

Another hour passed out, and Leona passed out again. When Greg walked out of the bathroom, she was still unconscious.

Greg frowned, walked over to pull her up and shouted at her, "Leona, don't think you can muddle through by pretending to be dead. Get up now!"

As if Leona was really exhausted, the voice coming from the top of her head forced her to open her heavy eyelids and look at the person in front of her confusedly. Why was he here in front of her?

All of a sudden, Leona remembered what had happened before. All of a sudden, she became sober as if she was poured by cold water.

As soon as Leona looked down at herself, "ah..." She couldn't help crying out and grabbed the quilt next to her to wrap herself up. Then she looked warily at Greg and asked, "what are you doing?"

On the other hand, Greg looked at Leona and scorned, "There is no need to cover it. I've seen every part of your body. It's too late to protect you now. Isn't it not interesting to pretend like this? Or you just like to play this trick?"

Leona face blushed scarlet with shyness, but she had nothing to say. She could only lower her head and bite her lips, tears rolling in her eyes. Leona wanted to slap away the sarcastic expression on Greg's face and cry out.

But she didn't dare to do that. She was afraid that if the beast came at her again, she would be the one to suffer.

Unexpectedly, this time, Greg didn't pester her anymore. He took out a medicine bottle from nowhere and threw it in front of Leona, saying in a cold voice, "Eat this. Women like you are not qualified to have a baby of the Wei clan."

Seeing clearly that it was a bottle of contraceptive pills, Leona picked up the bottle in front of her, opened the lid, took out a pill and put it in her mouth without hesitation. She didn't even bring a glass of water. Instead, she just gulped it down and replied to Greg, "Don't worry. I don't want to have your baby either."

"You'd better think like that. Don't try to lock me with a child. This doesn't work on me!" Greg was very satisfied to see Leona take the medicine.

Only a fool wants a child of yours. I wish I had never met you and stayed away from you.

Of course, this was just the thought in Leona's mind. She knew the temper of the man in front of her was uncertain. If she said it out, the beast might punish her as before.

Greg nodded and walked aside smartly. He threw a box that he didn't know when it was put there to Leona and said, "You can sleep here. This is for you. Come here on Monday, Friday night at 8 pm every week!" After saying that, Greg strode out of the room, ignoring Leona.

As soon as the door was closed, Leona finally fainted out and fell on the bed. She didn't take it to heart the last sentence that Greg said to her.

She didn't want to be tormented by him once more, and it was impossible for her to make love with him once in a while!

When Leona woke up again, it was already in the evening. Her stomach was growling. She then remembered that she hadn't had dinner for twenty-four hours. No wonder she was so hungry!

The T-shirt that Leona wore before couldn't be worn anymore, so she could only open the box that Greg had given to her and saw a dress of Chanel inside.