Chapter 42 We Can Make It Public
"Victoria, have I wronged you?" He asked her.
Victoria looked up at him in a daze.
She was indeed stunned.
Why would he suddenly have such a doubt?
"If you want, we can make it public." He said, very seriously.
Victoria, however, was stunned. She looked up at him, unable to react for a moment.
Was he testing her?
Testing whether she was greedy for everything the Harrington family owned?
Victoria just stared at him. She couldn't help but wonder if he was alright in the head.
"Alexander, are you delirious?" She looked at him and gently asked.
"Do you think so?" Alexander smiled.
Victoria's mind was a bit jumbled up because she seemed to be hallucinating again. She actually felt like he wanted to deny her answer.
Alexander didn't speak anymore. He just raised his hand to support her jaw, then suddenly, his hot lips were on her slightly painful lips once again.
At that moment, she forgot to breathe... again.
"Breathe." He murmured and then continued to kiss her.
Only this time, his kiss was not only domineering and wild, but even... tender and affectionate?
No! This couldn’t be possible!
Victoria thought that she must have been kissed silly.
Never having kissed anyone before, she now had received two of his stormy and unyielding kisses in one day. His passionate kisses must be the reason she was losing her sense of reality.
‘He’s sleeping with another woman for over two years. Victoria, you have to keep your head clear.’ She thought to herself.
The image of him kissing Isabella suddenly appeared in her mind, and then she struggled more fiercely.
Alexander felt her strong anger; she seemed to be unable to breathe. So, his hand released her jaw, and instead grabbed her hands, tightly clasping them in his palm. The kiss stopped, and his alluring eyes gazed at her.
Victoria was struggling to breathe. Her face was flushed with anger and as she struggled to free herself, she couldn't help but call him, "Alexander, let me go."
"Why are you suddenly so angry?" Alexander was puzzled.
Damn it.
He could even ask such a shameless question.
She twisted hard again.
Alexander looked down, then slowly released her wrist.
Victoria immediately raised her hand to push his chest, "Why did you kiss me?"
"Hmm?" Alexander frowned.
He just kissed his wife; was it necessary to be so angry?
"What right do you have to kiss me?" Victoria said, tears about to fall.
Just...
With a "ding," the elevator opened.
She subconsciously looked over his shoulder, then quieted down.
Alexander looked at her blushing and charming appearance, and his heart itched even more, but he first held her wrist, "Let's talk in the office."
"I'm not going." Victoria struggled hard to shake him off.
"Okay, you don't have to go." He agreed, even nodding, but two seconds later, he suddenly moved back.
"Alexander." When Victoria was lifted up again, her blood pressure was about to burst through her head.
She screamed, then quieted down completely.
His assistant was standing by, looking at them in confusion.
Victoria came back to her senses and reflexively grabbed his shirt and hid in his arms.
But...
Alexander frowned, his shirt was now wrinkled; it looked like a rag.
His assistant could not help but follow their gaze.
Alexander suddenly stopped and deliberately asked, "Have all the clothes been put in?"
"Yes." His assistant replied.
Alexander didn't say anything else. It was only when he got to the office door that he spoke to the person hiding in his arms, "Miss Kensington, could you please help open the door?" His clear and deep voice echoed.
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