Chapter 62
Desmond’s hand moved downward, his arm curving around her slender waist, gradually pulling her into his embrace
Breathing intertwined.
Guadalupe started off by saying, “Desmond, you bastard!”
“Before, you were solely focused on work and didn’t want to have children so carly. You always took precautions. Tonight, let’s not take any precautions Perhaps next month, you might be pregnant,” he whispered in her ear, his voice husky like gravel, rubbing against her eardrum.
“Let go of me!! You let go of me!!”
She was terrified by his words, and she struggled intensely.
Desmond kissed her check from beside her car and said, “How about we both take a step back and make a bet? If you don’t get pregnant tonight, 111 let you go. But if you do, you’ll come home with me.”
What?
Guadalupe was infuriated by his outrageous and shameless remarks
She snorted at him and said, “Go to hell! Who wants to bet with you! What qualifications do you have to control my destiny!”
No matter how good the upbringing was, it has turned to ashes in this
moment.
“Once you have it, you won’t think like this anymore,” Desmond said as he threw the cigarette out of the window, placed her chair flat, and leaned
down.
“You got up, let go of me, you bastard…”
Guadalupe hammered her chest haphazardly, resisting and preventing him from succeeding.
Her snow–white slender hands were completely unable to block his tall and strong body. Even if she exerted all her strength, her forehead covered in sweat, she couldn’t move him even a bit.
The arm was bent under pressure.
He was getting closer to her.
Once, the embrace that used to provide her with a sense of security has now turned into an inescapable fear.
She was scared.
She was really scared.
“Don’t do this, I didn’t want to do this in the car, Desmond, please, don’t treat me like this…”
She leaned weakly against his chest, her eyes turning red as she begged for mercy.
Desmond looked at her as she was about to cry.
Does getting close to him make her so miserable?
Her resistance, her fear, her unwillingness to be touched by him, were like needles piercing his heart, causing him pain, driving him mad and making him furious.
His face turned cold as he forcefully grabbed her hands, which were
pressed against his chest, and pressed them agave her kward wayyy
“You will want
Bastard!!
Guadalupe felt a hint of bitterswednes non in her throat, weeke
She was about to scold, but Desmond had already koud has
His lips, smelling of tobacco, sealed her mouth
The familiar soft and sweet sensation made his hair tingle, and the deve surged like a roaring tsunami, as if he was transported back to their firs find time He felt like he could devour her
He admitted that he had felt somewhat indifferent towards her before. especially in the past six months. The fresh excitement made him not want to go home and not want to communicate with her. He was recklan and did as he pleased, while she remained calm and quiet, like a bone in his body, like the air that couldn’t be seen around him
It was always there
Always there for him
He never thought that one day she would leave, and she heartlessly didn’t give him any chance to make amends
He was just taking a break in the monotonous and dull married life that remamed the same day after day He didn’t want to lose her
“I loved you, and we sand we would be together forever”
The kiss moved from her lips to her chest, as he whispered his love for ha and lifted up her skirt
Chuadalupe’s voice became hoarse from crying
Just as she felt that she couldn’t escape today, someone outside the car shouted. “Dude, this is not a deserted area. Don’t be so hot–headed. Consider the feelings of the single dogs, okay.”
Desmond stopped.
He used his body to shield Guadalupe’s exposed shoulder, preventing her beauty from being seen by others. He turned his head towards the window and angrily shouted, “Get out!”
The people outside didn’t say much either, they turned around and left.
The inside and outside of the car were quiet.
Guadalupe pushed Desmond off her.
Her lips were swollen and red, her clothes were disheveled, and her face and eyes resembled a rabbit… This appearance, surprisingly, made me, Desmond, feel the urge to have her.
He caressed her face and said, “Let’s change the place.”
Guadalupe slapped him directly and said, “You were such a shameless and despicable bastard. I was really blind to be with you in the first place!”
Her voice was trembling with anger.
If time could flow backwards, she would have definitely killed it off before this doomed fate began.
