I Am the Sweetheart of Mr. CEO-Chapter 725 - 722: A Man’s Hidden Thoughts (1)
"Big Boss, great drinking tolerance!"
Everyone was egging him on from the side as Kris Cooper put his left-hand wine glass on the table.
"Pour the wine."
Ruben Campbell, sitting next to him, took the wine bottle to help him pour while his right arm remained around Vera Wave’s shoulder.
The two were originally sitting together, and when he retracted his arm, Vera was pulled into his embrace.
"This one, I toast to everyone!"
He leaned down to grab his wine glass, pulling her with him, causing her to lean against his shoulder, her heart pounding suddenly.
She instinctively wanted to straighten up, but the man’s palm tightened all of a sudden, clutching her wrist firmly.
"Come on, cheers!"
Others had already raised their glasses, and Merlin Bradley, sitting on Vera’s right, helped her pour a fruit drink. Kris Cooper extended his hand to grasp her hand, clutching the glass and raising it together.
To outsiders, such intimate gestures between them seemed nothing unusual, but Vera’s heart was pounding, and a thin layer of sweat formed on her back.
She turned her face slightly to look at Kris Cooper, but the man wasn’t even looking at her, just raising his hand to down the drink in one go.
The conversation and eating continued, with Vera’s right hand held by him, making it impossible to get food, so she just stayed motionless on her chair.
"Vera, why aren’t you eating?" Merlin Bradley reached over with chopsticks to give her a piece of beef, "Try this, it’s quite tender."
Looking at the plate of fatty beef, Vera felt a churn in her stomach, hurriedly raising a hand to cover her mouth, pulling her hand out of Kris Cooper’s grasp, and turned to exit the private room.
"Vera?!"
Merlin Bradley turned her face in confusion.
"I’m heading to the bathroom."
Suppressing the urge to vomit, Vera waved a hand at Merlin Bradley, said a word, covered her mouth, and quickly left the private room.
Walking through the hallway, she reached the women’s restroom, bent over the sink, and retched twice. She heaved for a long time but only brought up a bit of gastric juice.
Grabbing a tissue to wipe her mouth, she bent down to rinse her mouth, looked up to check her face in the mirror, tidied her hair, and only then turned to leave the women’s restroom.
Upon opening the door, she was faced with a tall figure completely blocking her in the entrance.
It was none other than Kris Cooper.
"Kris..."
Before she could utter another word, he had already pulled her into the women’s restroom, pushed her against the wall, and covered her mouth with his lips tainted by alcohol.
Uncomfortable from the kiss, she instinctively raised her hand to push him away.
However, her palms were grasped, both of her hands subdued by just one of his, held above her head, as the man’s other palm lifted to slide inside her clothes.
He kissed her forcefully; struggling twice to no avail, Vera decided to stop resisting.
The man’s breath gradually became heavier, and the body pressing against hers quickly reacted.
As if perceiving her surrender, the man’s grip on her wrist relaxed considerably, and his kisses slid down to her neck.
Aware of his hands moving downward, tugging at her pants, Vera was jolted into awareness, abruptly raised her hands to push him away.
"Are you insane!"
This is a public restroom, the door wasn’t even shut, and she’s pregnant. He’s obviously on edge right now, if he loses control, it could affect the baby.
