Chapter 961 Baby, Did You Miss Me?
She turned around again, and through her blurry vision, she saw a man running towards her from the opposite side of the street.
It was Alexander.
Alexander was wearing the blue shirt she had bought him for his birthday, holding his jacket in his hand, and running towards her.
At that moment, Victoria's heart softened to the extreme.
Her heart trembled continuously until Alexander approached, and she was already in tears.
Alexander stood at the door, panting, looking at her. Victoria felt he shouldn't be like this.
"Sorry, there was a traffic accident on the way." He explained.
"Alexander,"
Victoria was so scared that she immediately checked his body.
"It wasn't my car that had the accident; I was just delayed."
Alexander had run here when traffic was heaviest in the evening.
Victoria's tears couldn't stay in her eyes and kept falling. She felt that he didn't look like himself at all.
"I wanted to come before dinner to celebrate with them."
His deep voice was relatively steady.
Victoria choked up, lowered her head, and looked at his wet clothes. She came to her senses. "You should..."
"Tori, happy birthday."
He grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.
Victoria no longer had any bad emotions, only feeling as if a heart that had been dead for a long time was reviving.
She had avoided him for a long time. She didn't want his concern, his love, or even his greetings.
Even when they had sex, she never mentioned anything about feelings, but at this moment.
It was just a congratulation, but it felt like she had been waiting for it for countless years.
She sobbed, her hands slowly resting on his narrow waist, holding onto the parts that weren't wet yet.
Alexander kissed her cheek, then looked down at her, "I'll celebrate your birthday with you first."
"You should change your clothes first." She reminded.
At the end of September, it was getting cold.
"Looks like I'll have to borrow Frank's clothes."
Victoria ignored him and just turned around, pulling him inside.
Alexander looked at the tiny hands pulling him, his heart growing softer.
It seemed Victoria was really moved.
Alexander glanced at the living room, greeted Eve and Frank, and continued walking with Victoria.
"Does your waist hurt?"
Upstairs in the master bedroom, Alexander immediately held Victoria again, whispering in her ear.
"There are a lot of people downstairs," she murmured.
"I know."
"Go take a shower and change your clothes, then have dinner with everyone."
"As you wish."
Alexander glanced at Victoria, very obedient.
After he entered the bathroom, Victoria immediately went to find clothes. She originally wanted to wash the clothes first and give them to him tomorrow, but now there was no time for that. He would have to wear them directly.
The sound of running water came from inside. She stood outside the door holding men's clothes, feeling a bit excited.
She thought it was just her imagination.
Her eyes gradually filled with warmth.
"Tori?"
"I'm here."
Victoria turned around.
Alexander just called her casually, and her heart pounded like thunder.
She knew she had never stopped loving him.
No matter how deeply she buried this feeling, she couldn't let go of Alexander.
When she was young, her mother told her that loving someone meant being willing to live and die with them. She thought it was very dreamy and unreal.
But then she met Alexander.
When he had an accident, she ran to find him, thinking that if he died, she would raise Strawberry and then go find him.
She even thought about what medicine to take, afraid he would be lonely.
At that time, she suddenly didn't believe he would play around with another woman in a car on the road.
If he appeared somewhere, he must have a purpose, but that purpose was never so shallow.
After a while, there was another sound from inside.
"Alright."
Victoria laughed, standing quietly against the wall.
She thought Alexander was probably afraid she would run away again.
But where could she run?
She just wanted to stay away from disputes.
When the door opened, she reflexively turned to look. Her arm holding the clothes was grabbed, the clothes fell to the ground, and she slipped into the bathroom.
"I want to kiss you."
"But..."
"I don't care."
Alexander cupped Victoria's face and kissed her. He didn't want to care about anything.
Until he tasted the alcohol in her mouth, he paused slightly, "Did you drink?"
"Yes."
She whispered, her mind heated by his kiss, unable to resist.
Alexander kissed her again, then whispered, "How many drinks?"
"Not many."
"Alright."
He agreed, and then Victoria was overwhelmed by his kisses.
Victoria was kissed into a daze, only hearing him say, "Shall we go to bed?"
"Okay."
"Then I'll listen to you."
Alexander pressed his forehead against Victoria's, smiled, then kissed her lips and quickly picked her up from the ground.
Victoria's face was as red as if she had a fever. It was he who wanted to go to bed, but he made it sound like it was her idea.
And there were so many people downstairs.
But she couldn't care about anything. His love came so fiercely, fiercer than the storm outside.
"Did you miss me?"
He kissed her lips, then her chin, and asked.
Victoria felt dizzy, unable to answer anything.
"Baby, answer me."
"Alexander."
"Did you miss me?"
"Alexander."
"Did you or didn't you?"
Victoria wanted to hug him, but he pinned her hands above her head. His body pressed down heavily, kissing her lips and ambiguously asking.
She thought she hadn't missed Alexander for a long time.
But now he was on her, so real. She wanted to hug him, wanted him to give more love.
"Do you love me?"
He seemed to compromise and changed the topic.
Victoria felt something was wrong. Just as she was about to clear her mind, her clothes were opened.
Alexander's tough hands moved skillfully on her body, quickly bringing her into another world.
But he kept asking, "Tori, do you love me?"
Victoria wanted to hug him, thinking it was also an answer, but her hands were quickly grabbed by him. He only focused on that question, "Do you love me?"
"Alexander."
She whispered in distress, as if drunk, only calling his name.
"Say you love me."
"No."
She refused sadly. She didn't want to be like this, but his skills were too superb. She couldn't resist, even her refusal sounded like a coquettish plea for love.
"Are you uncomfortable?"
His hoarse voice asked.
Victoria nodded sadly, so hot that she couldn't open her eyes.
And also, she thought she was probably drunk.
Otherwise, why would she be like this?
Just because he was good at it?
Alexander kissed her lips again, as if to comfort her, gently, over and over, then in a low, hoarse voice, "Baby, say you love me, and I'll meet your needs, okay?"
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