Billionaire ’s Unforgettable First Love

Chapter 31 A Chance

Chapter 31 A Chance

"I don't like talking loudly."

Gwenyth smiled faintly." You don't need to speak loudly. I can hear you."

Edison was speechless.

Anyway, Gwenyth refused to enter his room.

Edison glanced at the big bed and somewhat guessed Gwenyth's thoughts.

"You fear me. "

Edison said firmly.

Gwenyth spoke honestly, "You are right. After all, I can't stop you if you are up to no good. So, it's better that we keep a distance."

Edison nodded thoughtfully. He walked up to Gwenyth and wrapped his arm around her waist. Before Gwenyth could react, he easily lifted her with one hand and carried her into the room.

He kicked the door to close it and threw Gwenyth onto the bed.

Gwenyth sat up in a panic and held a pillow in her arms. "Edison, what are you doing?"

"I've injured my hand. What can I do?"

Edison went down on one knee, took the pillow from her arms, and pressed his body against Gwenyth's.

"How heavy you are!"

Gwenyth almost couldn't breathe.

Edison chuckled and propped himself up with one hand. He pressed his cheek to Gwenyth's chest and heard her intense heartbeat.

"You seem to be very nervous."

Gwenyth tried to prop herself up on two elbows.

Edison grabbed one of her hands. With a gentle tug, Gwenyth instantly lost balance and lay flat on the bed again.

He rested his head on Gwenyth's arm, encircled his arms around her waist, and pressed one leg against hers.

Gwenyth could hardly move.

"Edison, what do you want to do?"

Last time, Gwenyth had been drugged and in a disturbed state of mind. She lost control and had sex with Edison.

This time, she had a clear mind.

"Let's continue what we have talked about before."

"Ok, then why are you so close to me?"

"No reason."

Edison slightly moved his head to Gwenyth's shoulder.

Gwenyth was itchy because of Edison's breath.

"What do you want to say? Could you please speak quickly?"

Edison bit her earlobe lightly, and his face buried on her shoulder. He didn't speak or move.

Gwenyth felt her heartbeat quicken and breathed heavily.

"You deceived me to go to this room on purpose, didn't you?"

Gwenyth thought perhaps Edison had nothing to say and just wanted to tease her.

"That's what you think of me?"

Edison whispered in her ear.

"If you have nothing to say, can you get up? "

"I indeed have something to ask you."

"Just tell me!"

"Have you conflicted with the eldest Miss of the Engles?"

"I don't know her well."

"It's strange."

Edison lifted his head to look at Gwenyth and became serious. "She is the owner of the black car. Surveillance cameras shot her face, and she wanted to kill you last night."

Gwenyth was frightened.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

Gwenyth remained silent for a long time.

Edison felt it was tiring to keep his head lifted and buried it on her shoulder again.

"When did you offend her? "

"It's none of your business."

"Don't you want to tell me?"

"Let go of me."

Half of Gwenyth's body almost went numb because of Edison.

"My mother doesn't know I am with you. Last night, I didn't go home. She might have thought I had an accident and might have called the police. I need to call her or go back home."

Gwenyth intentionally changed the topic of the conversation.

"Why are you going home?"

"I want to get some of my belongings."

"What do you need? I'll have someone prepare them."

"No, thanks. "

Gwenyth didn't like the dresses that Edison had prepared for her. First, those dresses were quite expensive. She couldn't compensate for the worn dresses. Second, she felt awkward wearing them.

She would wear those beautiful clothes when she went out with Edison. Anyway, it was to show off his identity.

"I have said to you that I dislike refusal."

Edison was a little angry.

"Can you get up first? "

Gwenyth turned her face to the other side. "My hands are almost numb under your weight."

She felt Edison loosening the grip on her waist. She thought Edison was going to let go of her, but Edison grasped her chin and forced her face toward him.

She was forced to meet Edison's gaze.

Edison stared at her with his bright and deep eyes.

She tried to say something but failed to utter a complete sentence.

"Be quiet."

Edison spoke in a low but aggressive voice.

Before Gwenyth could speak, Edison suddenly kissed her.

Gwenyth had eaten fruit salad, so her lips were like sweet fruit.

Edison kissed Gwenyth aggressively and wanted a French kiss.

Gwenyth gritted her teeth and pushed his shoulder hard.

Edison pressed his body against Gwenyth's, and Gwenyth failed to push him away.

Catching a glimpse of his hand in plaster, Gwenyth moved her numb fingers and hit his hand hard.

Edison groaned with pain and moved his lips away.

Gwenyth took the opportunity and tried to push Edison away.

But she failed again. Then she raised one leg to kick Edison.

She kicked Edison several times in a row and happened to knee him in the groin.

Edison moaned in pain again and huddled himself up.

His lips were pressed together, and his handsome face flushed.

Gwenyth jumped out of bed and ran as fast as she had ever.

She ran down the stairs and sprinted to the entrance to take on her shoes.

By the time Edison recovered from his pain, Gwenyth had escaped successfully.

He lay in bed and panted heavily. After the blush on his face faded, he picked up his phone and sent Gwenyth a message.

Gwenyth just ran to a subway station, and her mobile phone rang.

Edison had messaged her, "You are in breach of our contract."

This simple message frightened Gwenyth.

She couldn't take another step.

The entrance to the subway station was in front of her, and she could have gone home by subway. But now she couldn't come back.

...

Edison sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette. 20 minutes passed after he had sent the message.

Heavy and slow footsteps came from the corridor.

Edison knew that Gwenyth had returned.

He leaned back with his arm resting on the back of the sofa. He squinted at the door with the cigarette clamped between his teeth.

Soon, Gwenyth appeared in his line of sight.

With her head down and her phone clutched tightly in her hand, Gwenyth said through gritted teeth, "Sorry."

Edison appeared unmoved and blew a ring of smoke. He then clamped the cigarette between his slender fingers and flicked cigarette ashes into the ashtray.

"Did you realize your misbehavior?"

"Yes, I am sorry."

"Tell me what you are doing wrong."

"I shouldn't have kicked you."Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

"What else?"

"I... should not have resisted."

Edison was satisfied with Gwenyth's attitude.

"I'll give you a chance to make amends."