I Am the Sweetheart of Mr. CEO-Chapter 548 - 546: Husband, You’re Being Tsundere (5)
The young girl seized the chance to escape from his "clutches," but unfortunately, she was trapped in the small space of the elevator with nowhere to run.
As the elevator ascended, nearing her floor, she planned to dart out the moment the doors opened. But she had barely taken a step out when he grabbed her by the collar from behind.
"Where do you think you’re going?"
"I... I wasn’t trying to escape. I was just going to open the door for my husband."
He plucked her out of the elevator as if she were a snail, and Kris Cooper accompanied her to the door.
"Alright then, open the door!"
"I... I don’t have the keys!"
He reached out and handed her the key, which she fumbled to insert into the lock.
He stood behind her, his arm wrapping around her waist. One hand unbuttoned her shirt while his lips touched her exposed shoulder and the back of her neck. Then, his hand slid inside her open collar.
She shrank back, her fingers having gone too limp to hold the key.
"Stop... stop messing around, the door..."
His hand reached around from her waist and helped her open the door. He pushed it wide open, then swept her up and carried her into the foyer, kicking the door shut behind them. The key clattered aside. He pinned her against the wall in the entryway and, with a single tug, ripped her shirt open.
"Sneaking off to see Dr. Winson Summerton behind my back, that’s quite bold of you, isn’t it?!"
With a low growl, his face buried into her open shirt. "You dare to go again?"
"Uhm... Husband..." she whimpered. "I don’t dare... I don’t dare anymore! Please let go! It hurts... it hurts!"
He eased his grip, no longer biting her, and her cry of pain softened into a low moan of intimacy.
After the heat of passion subsided, they still clung to each other. He was still in his shirt, while hers had slipped down to her arms. She still wore the cotton socks he had bought her. Her jeans were bunched up around her waist, and her underwear, he’d torn off and tossed aside sometime during their encounter, was nowhere to be seen.
Kris Cooper tugged her shirt up a little, then carried her towards the stairs. She squirmed, trying to get out of his arms.
"Want more?" he asked, his voice raspy.
She immediately stilled, clinging to him like a baby koala, too afraid to move.
He carried her upstairs as if she were a child and tossed her onto the large bed, then leaned down, his face close to hers.
"This is the last time. If you dare to secretly meet with Dr. Summerton again..."
"It’s Dr. Winson Summerton."
"I don’t care what kind of ’Winson’ he is, not even Megatron is allowed!" He pressed his hands against her shoulders. "In short... if you ever dare to let anyone else help you recover your memory, I will never forgive you!"
The man’s voice was low, definitely not joking.
This damn girl, if I’m not harsh with her, she’ll never learn her lesson.
She quickly raised her right hand.
"I promise, I swear, I won’t do it again."
Only then did he heave a sigh of relief, his gaze dropping to her chest. He had been so angry earlier that he’d bitten her, leaving the skin red and swollen. Looking at it now, a pang of remorse shot through him.
"Wait here. I’ll get some ointment for you."
"Husband!" Vera Wave grabbed his arm. "Were you angry just because of Dr. Winson Summerton?"
"What else could it be?"
"I... I thought it was because of Nathan Leafcastle!" Vera Wave sat up straight. "I need to explain this. When I contacted Dr. Winson Summerton, I... I hadn’t said yes to you yet, so... it wasn’t like I broke a promise. It’s just that later..." She stuck out her tongue playfully. "I’ve been so busy these past couple of days that I... I completely forgot about it!"
