Chapter 14 Take Responsibility for the Trouble
"Isn't it? It was even placed beside the pillow!" Alexander's stern gaze bore into Ivy.
Ivy swallowed nervously, not daring to say a word. She even felt suffocated.
Alexander pointed to his own nose, fuming with anger. "I have never laid a finger on any woman all my life, but that night, you shamelessly clung onto me in front of everyone, asking me to take you to the bath and shamelessly touching me!"
She touched him? Why couldn't Ivy believe it?
She defiantly said, "How could a man like you easily be touched by a woman? You must have taken advantage of me while I was drunk! Pity my chastity that I guarded so painstakingly for more than 20 years, only to have it destroyed recklessly by you. Not only do you refuse to admit to your wrongdoing, but you also turn the blame on me!"
"I took advantage of you?" Anger surged within Alexander as he mentioned it. "Woman, do you want me to show you the video I took that night?"
What did he say? There is a video!
Ivy immediately fell silent. She never expected that Alexander would have such a peculiar habit.
"There really is a video?" Ivy's tone softened instantly. She must find a way to coax Alexander into handing over his phone and delete the video.
"Do you want to see it?" Alexander raised his attractive thin lips.
"Yes." Ivy nodded, trying to please him.
"So you have this kink," Alexander remarked.
Ivy blushed deeply. What kink does she have? She just wants to delete her indecent video.
"If you want to see it, it's not impossible." Alexander clenched Ivy's wrist. "Trouble yourself to be responsible for your actions."
What did he say? Responsible!
But how should she be responsible? Marry him?
Impossible. Even if Ivy is willing, Alexander himself would never agree, right?
How could the influential head of the Ashford family group marry an orphan who has been unwanted since childhood?
He must be testing her, trying to see what kind of woman she really is.
Many years ago, Ivy indeed had dreams of marrying into a wealthy family, but it was merely a dream. In reality, she didn't dare to think about it at all.
Ivy comes from a humble background, without parents, without power, and in poor economic conditions. In any aspect, she is not a match for Alexander.
How could Alexander want her to be responsible?
Nervousness reflected in Ivy's squinted eyes as she asked Alexander, "How should I be responsible?"
"What do you think?" Alexander retorted.
Damn it, if she knew, why would she ask?
Alexander furrowed his handsome eyebrows slightly. "You violated my body, took advantage of me, and you don't have any sense of responsibility?"
Ivy's expression stiffened, and she had no idea what to say. If she said she was willing to take responsibility, to marry him, would Alexander agree?
He would definitely use this as an opportunity to mock her.
Think about it, initially, Ivy treated Alexander like a bartender. After sleeping together, she left five dollars by the pillow and left without a word.
For the person in control of the Ashford family conglomerate, this was a complete insult.
Ivy finally understood that Alexander's so-called demand for her to take responsibility was just an opportunity to insult and retaliate against her!
"I was wrong, I apologize to you," Ivy said helplessly, "I was drunk that day and didn't know what I was doing. Can't you let it go when dealing with someone who's drunk?"
"So you don't want to take responsibility?" Alexander's face immediately turned dark.
He never expected Ivy to be such a casual woman. Sleeping with men so easily, just giving some money to settle it. What did he, Alexander, mean to her? A gigolo?
For the past four years, he had been yearning for this woman, but never did he imagine that he meant nothing to her.
"Ivy!" Alexander's anger burned, "My body is not something that anyone can have a piece of. Dare to play with me, and there will definitely be consequences!"
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