Chapter 73 Are you really not willing to let me kiss you like this?
Looking at the man in front of her, Jessica stared blankly. Although they hadn't seen each other for just one day, she inexplicably felt like it had been an eternity. It was so unexpected that she momentarily forgot to remove her hand from Vincent's. It wasn't until Gabriel approached and forcefully pulled her hand out of Vincent's, holding it tightly in his own hand, and arrogantly pulled her petite body into his embrace that Jessica gradually regained some awareness.
"Why are you here?" she looked at the man in front of her, unable to express her emotions. When she needed him the most, he didn't come. But at this moment, where misunderstandings were most likely to occur, he showed up. Talk about perfect timing.
Jessica took back her hand, discreetly pushing away Gabriel at the same time. This action made Gabriel very unhappy. He had a gloomy expression, his face filled with extreme anger. Jessica's attempt to create distance and even set clear boundaries really got to him, and it left a bad taste in his mouth.
Especially when his gaze fell on her clothes, Gabriel reached out and ripped them off in a somewhat violent manner, completely devoid of any previous gentleness. Then he directly handed the clothes to Vincent. "Thank you, but my wife doesn't need another man's clothes."
After saying that, Gabriel took off his own clothes and tightly dressed Jessica, almost as if he wanted to cover her completely from head to toe.
"Vincent, I'm sorry, but he has a bad temper and a strange personality," Jessica quickly walked up and looked at Vincent. After thinking for a long time, she came up with this explanation.
"I understand," Vincent still stood upright, with a cold expression on his face, showing no signs of emotion.
"Thank you so much for today. When I have time, I will treat you to..." Jessica hadn't finished her sentence when Gabriel couldn't take it anymore.
Suddenly, he lightly stepped on her foot, and in the next moment, Gabriel embraced her and walked away faster and farther. "Gabriel, what are you doing?" It wasn't until they were a bit far from Vincent that Jessica angrily shouted.
"What do you think I'm doing?" Gabriel, for the first time, felt like he was losing control of his anger and could barely restrain himself. If he hadn't fought to control himself just now, he would have just pressed her down and kissed her.
He really wanted to kiss her well and remind her who she belonged to. Opening the car door, Gabriel placed Jessica directly in the passenger seat, finally gaining heris freedom. Jessica stood up, about to speak, when suddenly, her lips were harshly sealed. Gabriel leaned over, one hand holding the back of her head, and the other pinching her chin, dominating the kiss, which seemed to descend from the sky.
Jessica was almost passively enduring it, stretching out her hand and protesting forcefully. However, Gabriel didn't give her a chance to resist at all, easily grabbing the hand that she kept waving. With her hands caught, Jessica could only use her feet. But before she could even start exerting her strength, Gabriel controlled her legs. He extended one leg, directly sandwiching her legs between his legs and the car's cabin.
The space inside the car was already small, and Gabriel's strength was great, almost overwhelming. As a result, Jessica's hands and feet were almost completely restricted, with no room for resistance.
"Gabriel, you jerk," Jessica gasped and angrily spoke. However, it gave him the opportunity to conquer her. In the next moment, his kiss became even more ferocious and intense. After two years of marriage, it was the first time he had kissed her like this, and in such a violent manner.
Jessica was truly scared. Not only was she already frightened by the fans who had surrounded her in the mall, but now she was even more frightened by Gabriel. She felt so wronged, clearly, she was the one who was angry, the one who was hurt.
Gabriel didn't bother to ask her how she was and showed no concern for her well-being. He only cared about asserting his dominance over her.
She could clearly see through his intentions.
Yes, he did kiss her.
But Jessica would never believe that Gabriel kissed her out of jealousy or envy.
To put it nicely, he wanted to assert his ownership over her. To put it bluntly, it was just his male possessiveness at work.
He simply felt that as his wife, she was not allowed to be intimate with anyone other than him. That's why he was angry and eager to assert his rights.
This kiss was not the kind she wanted.
Tears began to flow from her eyes.
More and more tears streamed down.
Gabriel suddenly seemed to snap out of it when he felt the coldness and wetness on his lips.
He let go of Jessica and gently wiped away the tears from her face with his hand.
He didn't say anything, his thin lips tightly pursed, but his aura was ominously subdued.
Jessica lowered her head and suddenly realized that his angry demeanor was truly intimidating. She was a little afraid.
Between the two of them, it suddenly became very quiet.
Gabriel silently helped her wipe away her tears, not saying a word. His fingertips were a bit rough, probably because of his hurried movements, and Jessica's delicate skin felt a bit painful.
But Jessica bit her lip and didn't say anything.
The air inside the car became increasingly still.
Just as Gabriel finished wiping away the tears from her face with his fingers, they accidentally fell on her lips and lightly brushed against them.
He had been a bit impatient earlier and kissed her too forcefully.
Now, upon closer inspection, her lips seemed slightly swollen.
Thinking about this, Gabriel's fingertips gradually became gentler.
He didn't continue to touch or caress, but simply rested his fingers on Jessica's lips.
His hand was warm, as if he had perspired a little.
Jessica felt that the atmosphere was becoming strange. She opened her lips, about to say, "Gabriel, could you please take your hand away first?"
Suddenly, he spoke before her.
He lowered his head without looking at Jessica, his voice unusually low, "Is that what you really don't want?"
Jessica didn't know what he was talking about, so she remained silent.
But in Gabriel's eyes, her silence was taken as consent.
This made him even more restless, with a very bad premonition in his heart.
Today, he couldn't control himself at all, especially when he saw her with that man again, being so intimate. He wanted to punch that man right then and there.
"You really don't want me to kiss you?" he asked again.
His voice was even lower than before.
A pair of deep and mysterious eyes flickered, making it impossible to see clearly, and even more impossible to figure out what emotions were going on inside.
Jessica clutched her fingers, unsure of how to respond.
What could she possibly do?
Say yes, of course, because she had loved him for a whole decade, loved him so painfully and cautiously, which is why she had been eagerly anticipating every single day.?
Or say no, I don't want to, not at all.
Frowning, Jessica felt that this question was ultimately unsolvable.
Without waiting for an answer, Gabriel became impatient for the first time. "Jessica, answer me."
