Chapter 349 Make Love with You First, Then Sleep
Matthew, though, just shrugged off her hand, grabbed the utensils, and started munching away, but man, he looked pissed.
Mary whipped up a feast for Robert, all sorts of mouth-watering dishes, but for Matthew? Just plain ol' pasta.
Mary stood off to the side, arms crossed, her face totally blank.
Even while eating pasta, Matthew's moves were all smooth and quiet. His sharp, handsome features and that classy vibe were something else.
Until he put down the utensils.
Mary broke the silence, "Matthew, what’s it gonna take for you to agree to a divorce?"
Matthew's face turned stormy.
His narrow eyes glared at her, ice-cold. "Mary, do you even know what you're saying?"
Mary stayed chill. "I'm dead serious. Haven't you ever thought we just don't fit?"
Matthew let out a sarcastic laugh, "I think we fit just fine."
Mary frowned. "How exactly?"
Matthew smirked, "In bed."
Mary's lips tightened, and she turned to leave.
She knew whenever she brought up divorce, Matthew always had a way to shut her down.
Matthew got up and trailed after her, his eyes dark and pissed at her attitude.
Mary tried to shut the door behind her, but Matthew barged in.
"What the hell are you doing?" Mary shot him a wary look.
Matthew's tall frame filled the room, making it feel tiny. He stripped off his clothes and flopped onto the bed.
Shirley's place had two bedrooms, one just for Mary.
Right now, the bed was drenched in Mary's scent.
Matthew shut his eyes.
Seeing this, Mary snapped, "Matthew, that's my bed."
Matthew patted the spot next to him, his eyes boring into hers. "I'll share half with you."
Mary's mouth twitched, thinking, 'That's my bed! He can't just decide that!'
She marched over and grabbed his arm. "Get up, there's no room for you here. If you wanna sleep, go home!"
But Matthew was heavy, and she couldn't budge him.
Instead, with a light pull, she ended up on top of him.
Mary's eyes widened, but before she could react, Matthew flipped her over, pinning her down, his hot breath on her face.
"Matthew, let go!" Mary's voice shook.
He was pressing down so hard she could barely breathe!
Matthew closed his eyes and said, "I just wanna sleep. If you move again, I won't mind having some fun first and then sleeping."
Mary froze, barely daring to breathe.
Mary said, "Then get up and sleep by yourself."
"No." Matthew shot her down, tightening his grip and pulling her closer.
Mary felt helpless. The strength difference left her no choice.
And Matthew really did sleep on top of her!
His steady breathing brushed her face, sending shivers down her spine.
It was super uncomfortable.
Even when she finally dozed off, Mary felt like she was being crushed by a mountain, constantly calling for help, only to be suffocated in the end.
She woke up with a jolt, only to see Matthew calmly watching her.
