Chapter 945 Waverly, I’m In A Bad Mood
She wanted to end it quickly. The longer it was, the more she had to endure his touch. She didn't want any of that. Hence, she clenched her teeth and kissed him on the lips.
At that moment, it was just a simple kiss to Joseph. However, it was like a storm of lust was aroused.
That was it.
He did not give in either. He held her hands on both sides of her body and looked down at her.
He was very happy, and the smile on his face was much warmer. "Have you figured it out?"
"Are you done? I'm going to sleep," Waverly said helplessly. She was too tired to talk.
He kissed her on the eyes and said, "If you were like this earlier, I would've been done way earlier too."
He lay beside her, rested her head on his arm, and said, "Sleep now. I won't touch you anymore until we land."
She closed her eyes quickly, in fear that he would violate her again. After a while, she fell asleep.
In her dream, she returned to the President's Mansion. Leaning in Bellamy's embrace, they both watched a movie together.
After the female lead died in the movie, the male lead was in despair of her death. As a car was driving towards him, he didn't flee from it and died in the crash.
She then took off her clothes and stood in front of Bellamy. He thought that she was tainted and did not want to have anything to do with her. He covered her with his shirt and turned around to leave with Stella.
Then, both of them were killed by Beckham.
She looked at the two bodies hugging each other and she burst into tears.
She buried them together, but her heart was still as sad as before. Her heart felt as if it was a sponge that was drenched with water; it was heavy and drenched in pain.
When she turned around, she saw Bellamy. He was holding Stella's hand.
It was as if they were really meant to be. They didn't get together when they were alive, hence they seemed to have reunited in heaven.
Her heart was still in pain. It was as if her heart was grounded into pieces.
The man she loved and the woman her man loved, had finally gotten together. She was the only one who was still living foolishly.
She dreamed that she had killed herself. She used a knife to slash her neck, but she did not go to Bellamy.
She was afraid of ruining his and Stella's relationship. In fact, it was very pathetic. He only regarded her as his younger sister and comrade. How could he be ruined by her? She was just deceiving herself.
She was protecting herself from further agony by not looking for him.
She then drifted to an unknown island...
When she opened her eyes, there were tears in the corner of her eyes. She was in a trance because of the dream she had.
Even though she knew that it was fake, Jasper was still around and Bellamy loved Stella, but Stella loved Jasper.
However, her heartache was real. It was a feeling that could easily be imprinted in her mind. Then, she looked over at the bed.
Joseph was no longer in bed.
She breathed a sigh of relief and stared into the air with her eyes wide open, but she did not want to return to that dream either.
In her dream, she was also alone.
After some time, she heard the sound of the door opening. It was likely that Joseph had come back. Thus she closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.
"You've woken up?" His voice sounded.
She knew that she could not hide from him, hence she turned over with her back facing him and said, "I want to lie down a little longer."
He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her. "You've been asleep for a day and a night. Aren't you hungry?"
"A day and a night?" She looked at him. She was still on the plane, thus she asked, "The plane has landed?"
"Just look at the time on your phone, don't you?" He said bashfully.
She immediately turned on the phone and looked at the time. Sure enough, she had slept for a long time. "Did the Department of External Affairs say anything about it?"
"You are just an assistant, and you came in through personal connections, yet you have not gone to work for three days after the first day of work. Do you think the Department of External Affairs would still want you?" He asked in reply.
Her heart missed a beat. The situation at that time was too urgent. She couldn't think of anything else. "Can you talk to the Department of External Affairs for me again?"
"Depends on my mood. Let's eat first." He walked out.
Waverly got up and realized that she was still wearing his shirt.
It was more than forty degrees in Z Country, but in M Country, the temperature was still below zero. Her clothes were all on Bobe's plane. When she was still contemplating about this, Joseph's subordinate came in with some clothes in her hands.
"Madam, Mr. Joseph asked you to put it on. It's cold outside," the girl said softly.
Waverly got up and looked at her clothes, which were new and pink.
She frowned slightly. She hadn't worn clothes of this color for a long time.
She changed and went out.
He sat at the dining table and was slowly slicing the steak while he glanced at her, "This color suits you more. Based on the way you dressed previously, those who don't know you would think that you are my aunt."
She pulled out the chair and sat down, "Then, I have to dress like that more frequently. That way, I can take advantage of you for free. That's great since you rarely allow others to take advantage of you."
"If others can't take advantage of me, do you think you can? When I'm with you, you can ask for anything casually," he said evilly.
Her face froze instantly.
He was really great at making things ambiguous.
"I don't think I'm taking any advantage on you," she said coldly.
Joseph presented the black box in his hands to her. "This is what you wanted."
Waverly opened it and found that it was his Thunder Gun. A murderous look flashed across her eyes. If she killed Joseph, everything would come to an end. Everything would be over, and Bellamy would not have to worry about anything. She did not need to wander in this dirty world anymore.
She picked up the Thunder Gun and pointed it at him.
The corner of his lips curled up. He was confident and expected this to happen. His handsome look was astonishing and breathtaking. He was in control of good and evil, as well as life and death. However, he lowered his head and continued to eat the steak.
Waverly made up her mind and shot the gun, causing a loud sound wave. The people around her covered their ears due to the sharp noise, and she also felt that it was too loud for her ears.
However, he was still eating his steak as usual. His drooping eyes were cold and sarcastic as he looked at her with indifference.
"Isn't this the Thunder Gun? Are you lying to me?" She asked angrily and threw the pistol into the box.
"If it's not the Thunder Gun, how could the others have any reaction? Are you trying to kill me with the thing I invented?" Joseph narrowed his eyes and asked while locking his gaze at her.
For a moment, she wanted to kill him, but she felt that he would not let her succeed so easily.
She suspected that the gun was fake, and he was trying to test her. Hence, he deliberately adjusted and reduced the electric wave. Even if the gun was fake, she had an excuse.
"If I want to kill you, I would have chosen the strongest wave. I was just testing if it's real," she said calmly.
Without saying a word, he continued to slice the steak.
She looked at him suspiciously, "Why does this gun have no effect on you?"
Joseph handed the sliced up steak to a servant who had just recovered from the shock.
The servant brought the steak he had sliced to Waverly.
"Perhaps, I will tell you one day, or I will keep it from you until the day you die... It's up to my mood. However, I'm in a bad mood right now. It's best if you don't provoke me further," he said in a faint voice.
She didn't want to provoke him either. If he had fulfilled her promise, she would have to pay for it. It was best if she proceeded to eat the steak quietly. When she got back to the Mccarthy family, there were still many important things waiting for her to attend to...
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