Chapter 101 He Said, "I was Drunk That Time out of Town."
Victoria felt somewhat hesitant to resist him. He seemed a bit different from before.
Unlike the morning. But in doing so, she seemed to understand the reason for his sudden and perverse act of pushing her onto the bed in the morning.
However...
"Don’t you think you’re being a bit hypocritical?" Victoria asked him softly, clearly expressing her discontent with his dictatorial behavior.
Alexander, however, smiled and calmly told her, "I was drunk that time out of town."
Victoria didn’t respond. She just looked at him, puzzled.
He was drunk? That time out of town?
"Drunk..."
"Mr. Harrington, Miss Kensington, there's a call downstairs saying Miss Montgomery has arrived." Jasmine suddenly knocked on the door, looking nervous and needing to report.
Victoria and Alexander both glanced towards the door, then Alexander looked back at Victoria. "Do you remember what I told you last time?" He asked.
"Being drunk is not an excuse for a man to shirk responsibility."
"Hmm?"
"I won't do your despicable jobs for you. If you don't want her to come up, you deal with her yourself."
They had each other's numbers, so why involve her in the middle? Did he want her to be the target of her hatred.
She was about to leave. "Just tell them I'm busy."
Alexander grabbed her arm, pushed her against the wall, and spoke to the person outside.
The files in Victoria's arms fell to the ground.
She looked at him in panic but dared not make a sound.
"Yes."
Jasmine replied softly and then disappeared.
Alexander lowered his head to look at the scattered files, then gazed at the tense woman pinned against the wall by him, even finding himself unable to resist looking at her lips.
Alexander pinned Victoria's hand to the wall; she was unable to move, and her big eyes were staring straight at him. "I know you're angry with Miss Montgomery, but no matter what happens between you two, you shouldn't use me."
"Use you?"
Alexander felt very puzzled.
"Yes, use me. Aren’t you using me to spite Miss Montgomery?"
Victoria asked him again.
Alexander chuckled, "Is this your own assumption, or did someone tell you that?"
"Alexander, you know you're despicable, right?"
She struggled to say this.
Because he wasn't yelling at her at the moment, she could express her views calmly.
Alexander looked at her for a long time, unable to resist any longer.
He asked her in a slightly aggressive tone, "I'm despicable? Is the man who seduced his cousin's wife for a whole night not despicable?"
"How can you compare yourself to Adrian? He was just..."
Victoria suddenly couldn't continue.
In fact, Adrian was just pitying her.
"Just what? Do you really think a man would spend a lot of time and effort on a girl out of kindness?"
Victoria couldn't answer.
Alexander was infuriated.
In her mind, Adrian seemed like an angel. And he, well, he was a filthy monster.
"He is kind."
"He is kind? If he was truly kind, he wouldn't be pulling you to lie with him in the middle of the night, knowing you have a husband," he said.
"Alexander, if my husband has a child with another woman, even if he doesn't divorce me, do I have to stay with him?"
"I said it's too early to judge now."
Alexander tried hard to restrain himself. He thought she didn't understand him because she was still young.
But she looked at him with teary eyes and kept gazing at him, looking pitiful as ever.
When Victoria spoke again, her voice was choked and hoarse, "Do you have to wait for her child to be born before you admit that the child is yours?"
"Alexander, you're so wicked; do you know that?"
She couldn't hold back anymore, tears were streaming down her face in protest.