Chapter 70 He Coaxed, “Vicky, Don't Cry.”
Victoria didn't know how to respond to him; her mind had gone completely blank, but even so, she still quickly pulled her hand back.
Seeing her stubbornness, Alexander simply lifted his arm and pulled her into his embrace, asking in a deep voice, 'What's gotten into you?'
'I'm not upset; I just wanted to tell you, we...' Before she could finish her sentence, her lips were suddenly sealed shut.
A buzzing noise filled her head, and suddenly, she couldn't think of anything.
Realizing what was going on in the back seat, Uncle Adam kept his eyes firmly on the road ahead.
Mr. Harrington seemed to really like his new wife. Great! He needed to hurry home and report this to Old Lady Harrington. But...
"Ah." The man's pained voice instantly separated from the woman's lips.
Victoria looked at him angrily, tears refusing to fall from her eyes.
But when she saw his bleeding lips, she inexplicably felt a bit guilty.
Just as she raised her hand to wipe her mouth, Alexander touched his lips and suddenly smiled when he saw the blood on his hand.
Then, seeing her about to wipe her mouth, he immediately lunged at her again.
"Um..." Once again, she was kissed against her will. He held her chin firmly as he enjoyed the softness of her lips.
Uncle Adam, driving in front, remained locked onto the road ahead, knowing he shouldn’t look where he was not supposed to.
He quickly pressed a button for the rarely used partition, fearing it might be broken.
With the partition in place, Alexander became even more audacious. He lifted her onto his lap and then pressed her to the side, forcefully parting her lips.
This time, no matter how she protested and whimpered, he didn't let go. How dare she bite him? Was she a puppy?
Victoria kept struggling; her legs were thrashing around, trying to push him away, but he held them firmly with one hand.
Suddenly, her face turned red; her mind went blank, and her whole body went quiet for three seconds.
“Alexander...” Three seconds later, she whimpered once more; this time more intensely. Uncle Adam in the front could hardly bear it.
What was the young CEO doing?
"I'm not raping you." Alexander was so exasperated that he stopped to remind her patiently.
"Then what are you doing?!” Victoria screamed.
Why was he holding down her legs then?
"I'm..." Alexander looked at her swollen lips, then looked up at her teary eyes. Suddenly, he was unable to say anything.
For some reason, his heart felt soft and mushy.
She probably didn't realize how much he was holding back. He even almost committed a crime.
He, a 27-year-old man in his prime, was practically drooling for her.
"I apologize; can you please not be angry?" He suddenly restrained himself and tried to soothe her.
Victoria was briefly confused; she was struggling to process this.
Apologize? Don't be angry? And then what?
"Close your eyes," he suddenly ordered softly.
But Victoria's eyes widened even more. If she closed her eyes, was he planning to kiss her again? The thought of his lips touching other women made her immediately grab his arm and vigorously wipe her lips, almost breaking the skin.
Alexander couldn't help but smile at her actions, and instantly leaned in again.
Victoria immediately covered her mouth and looked at him in horror; she looked like she was about to cry.
"What are you wiping? We've kissed several times already." Alexander just forcefully tapped her forehead, making her eyes sting as he muttered these words into her ear.
Victoria was almost in tears.
Why was he like this? The person who was supposed to be kissing her was her husband; the man she fell in love with at first sight. It should have been such a happy and romantic moment, but he...
Beast! She silently cursed him in her heart as more and more tears welled up in her eyes.
Alexander couldn’t bear to see her like this, and he softly murmured, “Vicky, don't cry.”
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