Chapter 733 Shouldn't You Take Responsibility?
Matthew's kiss was intense and wild, like he wanted to consume her.
Under such an onslaught, Mary's resistance gradually weakened. Sensing her relaxation, Matthew released his grip on her hands and turned her around.
A sharp slap echoed in the darkness, neither of them able to see the other's face.
Mary's breathing was rapid and uneven, her voice hoarse. "Matthew, I could report you for harassment."
Matthew chuckled and said, "Then why don't I just go all the way and let you report me for marital rape instead?"
"You..."
Mary was at a loss for words. Although she couldn't see Matthew's expression, the atmosphere around them was cold and dangerous. She couldn't afford to anger him.
She pressed her lips together, still feeling the warmth of Matthew's kiss lingering there. "Can you not do this, please?"
Matthew replied, "If I don't, will you let me kiss you?"
Mary fell silent again.
Matthew reached out to caress her face. "I want to kiss you, hold you, make love to you. What do you say to that?"
Mary pushed his hand away. "That's your problem, not mine."
She tried to put some distance between them, but even though he wasn't holding her down, his tall frame remained close, leaving her with nowhere to go.
"Of course it concerns you," Matthew said in a deep voice. "Because it's you I want, and I need your consent to do those things. Do you agree?"
Mary laughed bitterly. "Did you get my consent just now?"
"No." Matthew's answer was straightforward.
Mary didn't want to continue this back-and-forth. She pushed against his chest. "Move."
Matthew grabbed her wrist. "I don't want to."
Mary was speechless.
What was Matthew's deal?
Was he planning to be a complete jerk?
The heat from Matthew's palm seeped into her skin, gradually dispelling the chill she felt.
Mary's fingers curled slightly. She blinked and asked, "You're going to court tomorrow, right?"
Matthew chuckled. "Mary, why would I go to court? With that marriage certificate, at least when I kiss and hold you, I don't have to feel guilty. Without it, I'd have to."
In the darkness, Mary glared at him.
What did he mean?
Even if they divorced, Matthew had no intention of letting her go?
And he was talking about guilt now?
How could he say that with a straight face?
"Let go, let go of me!"
Mary suddenly felt very agitated, not wanting to continue this entanglement with Matthew.
"Keep rubbing."
Matthew's voice suddenly became hoarse, and the heat was clearly transmitted.
"Jerk!" Mary gritted her teeth.
Matthew kissed her cheek. "This is a normal reaction for a man. I've been kissing you for so long, of course I have one. And now, you're making it worse. Don't you think you should take responsibility?"
Mary was about to curse!
She didn't dare move, really afraid that Matthew would lose control. If that happened, she wouldn't stand a chance against him!
"Have you noticed?" Matthew suddenly whispered, his hot breath tickling her ear. "Your body doesn't reject me anymore."
If it were the old Mary, she would have trembled with fear whenever he got close. It was a physical reflex.
But at some point, that reaction had disappeared.
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