Chapter 569: Why Are You So Strange
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They stared at each other in a mutual deadlock for a moment, and then Jacob asked coldly, "Do you even know what you are doing?"
Wordlessly, she stood facing him like a lifeless marionette waiting for its master.
"Do I usually indulge you this much?" He frowned at her helpless state, and he was tempted to throw her onto the bed again and give her some more lessons. Instead he continued in a frigid tone, "Do you think I will feel sympathy for you when you behave like this? If you don't want to wear shoes, then do as you like."
His grim expression predicted that he was about to lose his temper. As she was about to respond, he suddenly crouched down.
He took her slender white ankle in his warm hand. The skin touching hers was slightly rough and it gently grazed along her dorsum.
"What are you doing, huh? Wear shoes!"
Probably because he had never served a person in this way, and because he was always the one who was being served, he didn't use a polite tone of voice. Strangely, he had no objection to his own conduct as he slipped her foot into the shoe.
It was as if he had done it before.
His large hand closed over her slender ankle, gently stroking her skin, and his face grew hot again.
"Forget it. Don't wear it then."
Before she could speak, she was thrown on the bed again. The large bed was so soft that she almost bounced off it.
As soon as she sat up, his strong body bent forward and he kissed her neck, at precisely the place he had bitten her.
"Hiss..." Emily gasped in pain and remembered his bite on her neck. "Don't...Stop......"
"Don't stop?" He deliberately misinterpreted her words with casual banter. "Since you asked, I will satisfy you."
She tur
gether again.
"And what if I must?" Jacob was so stimulated by her dissipated attitude that he suddenly pulled her over and said, "Who do you think you are? Nobody. Did you think that all would be settled when you screwed with me a few times? Don't forget that we are enemies!"
Emily clenched her lip and retorted, "But you still can't stand the temptation to sleep with your enemy, can you?"
"Ho!" He smiled, but his eyes were cold. "Do you think you have succeeded? The game is just beginning. You will suffer my revenge!
I've never seen a woman as snotty as you."
As he spoke he felt a stab of intense pain in his chest, slamming into his heart like a giant hammer. He thought that he could even hear a loud thud as it struck flesh.
Looking at her pale face, and the despair that grew in her eyes, he began to feel regret and was tempted to take back his words.
'No! Why should I care how this woman feels?
Oh, if she can't even bear this small pain, how could she possibly stay with me?'
he ran this idea over in his mind several times, but could not convince his heart. It quaked at the change in her expression.
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They stared at each other in a mutual deadlock for a moment, and then Jacob asked coldly, "Do you even know what you are doing?"
Wordlessly, she stood facing him like a lifeless marionette waiting for its master.
"Do I usually indulge you this much?" He frowned at her helpless state, and he was tempted to throw her onto the bed again and give her some more lessons. Instead he continued in a frigid tone, "Do you think I will feel sympathy for you when you behave like this? If you don't want to wear shoes, then do as you like."
His grim expression predicted that he was about to lose his temper. As she was about to respond, he suddenly crouched down.
He took her slender white ankle in his warm hand. The skin touching hers was slightly rough and it gently grazed along her dorsum.
"What are you doing, huh? Wear shoes!"
Probably because he had never served a person in this way, and because he was always the one who was being served, he didn't use a polite tone of voice. Strangely, he had no objection to his own conduct as he slipped her foot into the shoe.
It was as if he had done it before.
His large hand closed over her slender ankle, gently stroking her skin, and his face grew hot again.
"Forget it. Don't wear it then."
Before she could speak, she was thrown on the bed again. The large bed was so soft that she almost bounced off it.
As soon as she sat up, his strong body bent forward and he kissed her neck, at precisely the place he had bitten her.
"Hiss..." Emily gasped in pain and remembered his bite on her neck. "Don't...Stop......"
"Don't stop?" He deliberately misinterpreted her words with casual banter. "Since you asked, I will satisfy you."
She tur
gether again.
"And what if I must?" Jacob was so stimulated by her dissipated attitude that he suddenly pulled her over and said, "Who do you think you are? Nobody. Did you think that all would be settled when you screwed with me a few times? Don't forget that we are enemies!"
Emily clenched her lip and retorted, "But you still can't stand the temptation to sleep with your enemy, can you?"
"Ho!" He smiled, but his eyes were cold. "Do you think you have succeeded? The game is just beginning. You will suffer my revenge!
I've never seen a woman as snotty as you."
As he spoke he felt a stab of intense pain in his chest, slamming into his heart like a giant hammer. He thought that he could even hear a loud thud as it struck flesh.
Looking at her pale face, and the despair that grew in her eyes, he began to feel regret and was tempted to take back his words.
'No! Why should I care how this woman feels?
Oh, if she can't even bear this small pain, how could she possibly stay with me?'
he ran this idea over in his mind several times, but could not convince his heart. It quaked at the change in her expression.
They stared at each other in a mutual deadlock for a moment, and then Jacob asked coldly, "Do you even know what you are doing?"Wordlessly, she stood facing him like a lifeless marionette waiting for its master. "Do I usually indulge you this much?" He frowned at her helpless state, and he was tempted to throw her onto the bed again and give her some more lessons. Instead he continued in a frigid tone, "Do you think I will feel sympathy for you when you behave like this? If you don't want to wear shoes, then do as you like."His grim expression predicted that he was about to lose his temper. As she was about to respond, he suddenly crouched down. He took her slender white ankle in his warm hand. The skin touching hers was slightly rough and it gently grazed along her dorsum. "What are you doing, huh? Wear shoes!"Probably because he had never served a person in this way, and because he was always the one who was being served, he didn't use a polite tone of voice. Strangely, he had no objection to his own conduct as he slipped her foot into the shoe. It was as if he had done it before. His large hand closed over her slender ankle, gently stroking her skin, and his face grew hot again. "Forget it. Don't wear it then."Before she could speak, she was thrown on the bed again. The large bed was so soft that she almost bounced off it. As soon as she sat up, his strong body bent forward and he kissed her neck, at precisely the place he had bitten her. "Hiss..." Emily gasped in pain and remembered his bite on her neck. "Don't...Stop......""Don't stop?" He deliberately misinterpreted her words with casual banter. "Since you asked, I will satisfy you."She turgether again. "And what if I must?" Jacob was so stimulated by her dissipated attitude that he suddenly pulled her over and said, "Who do you think you are? Nobody. Did you think that all would be settled when you screwed with me a few times? Don't forget that we are enemies!"Emily clenched her lip and retorted, "But you still can't stand the temptation to sleep with your enemy, can you?""Ho!" He smiled, but his eyes were cold. "Do you think you have succeeded? The game is just beginning. You will suffer my revenge! I've never seen a woman as snotty as you."As he spoke he felt a stab of intense pain in his chest, slamming into his heart like a giant hammer. He thought that he could even hear a loud thud as it struck flesh. Looking at her pale face, and the despair that grew in her eyes, he began to feel regret and was tempted to take back his words. 'No! Why should I care how this woman feels? Oh, if she can't even bear this small pain, how could she possibly stay with me?'he ran this idea over in his mind several times, but could not convince his heart. It quaked at the change in her expression.
