The Billionaire's Brokenhearted Deal-Chapter 99 - Why Cry
Chapter 99: Chapter 99: Why Cry?
Chapter 99 -99: Why Cry?
Mo Chen extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray.
His tone was indifferent and cold-blooded, “Little Ghost, do you know what I was thinking about when I was stuck in the car, unable to move after the accident?”
“…” She shook her head.
He let out a hollow laugh, with a touch of despair in his dark eyes, “I was wondering, if I died just like that, would you cry? Or would you be haunted by my death? In the end, I concluded you wouldn’t.”
Qiao Ruoxin’s eyes filled with shock. Was she really that heartless in Mo Chen’s eyes?
“You might be sad for a while, then you would continue with your life and never think of me again. The more I thought about it, the more I hated you. All I had in my mind was the impulse to kill you, so, I had to survive. Only by living could I kill you.”
Suddenly, her tears broke free, slowly trailing down her cheeks.
Panic flickered through Mo Chen’s dark eyes, and he clasped her slender waist with his large hand, pulling her into his embrace.
“Why the hell are you crying?” His tone was harsh, but there was a hint of tenderness.
“Because you said I don’t love you.”
Qiao Ruoxin’s voice was slightly tinged with sobs, pitiful and aggrieved.
She lowered her head and fiercely bit down on the man’s shoulder, followed by his muffled groan of pain.
The arms that held her tightened even more, as if trying to crush her into his bones.
This damn man was infuriating!
After all that talk, he portrayed her as a heartless, vain brat!
She didn’t know how long she bit him, but finally, she let go, with tears still silently falling.
Mo Chen slightly raised his eyebrows, gripped her chin, “Done biting? The marks you left on my neck haven’t even faded yet, and now you bite my shoulder; why do you like biting people so much?”
She huffed angrily, “I’ll bite you! I really want to bite you to death!”
The man laughed out loud, wiping away her tears with a tissue, “Then keep biting. It’s quite comfortable.”
“…” Qiao Ruoxin suddenly stood up, “Mo Chen, you’re a dead pervert! Didn’t you say I don’t love you? Fine, I don’t love you! What are you going to do about it? I hope it pisses you off!”
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She took such a huge risk to sneak back, only to be treated like a dog!
It was maddening!
Damn man!!!
Just as she was about to turn and leave, Mo Chen pulled her back into his arms, circling her slender waist once again.
“Little Ghost, it doesn’t matter whether you love me or not. What matters is that I’ve set my sights on you, and you don’t have a choice.”
His deep, ocean-like eyes stared into Qiao Ruoxin’s tearful ones. Then his large hand cradled her cheek, leaning in to capture the red lips he’d been eyeing for so long.
“Mmm…”
Qiao Ruoxin struggled uncooperatively, pounding on his shoulder, which was precisely the one she had just bitten.
The man frowned, enduring the pain, but still kissed her for a while before letting her go.
“Didn’t you say I don’t love you? Then why do you still want me? Are you sick?” she gasped lightly.
Mo Chen’s long fingers caressed her chin, his voice deep, “I’m psychologically disturbed.”
“You! Completely unreasonable!”
She was really on the verge of crying from frustration!
“Why would you reason with a psycho? I won’t listen,” his tone was authoritative and domineering, allowing no room for refusal.
Mo Chen looked down at her dress, “Stop squirming; you’re pushing up your dress.”
???
Qiao Ruoxin looked down at her dress with a puzzled expression and instantly blushed.
She was still straddling the man’s lap, and instinctively covered his eyes with her small hands, “Don’t look!”
But Mo Chen chuckled softly, “Mmm…”
She got up from his embrace and straightened her dress.
The next second, the man’s low voice resonated, “Little Ghost, it’s okay if you don’t love me, but if you fall for someone else and come crying, begging me to let you be together, I might make the two of you die for love, vanishing forever from my world. What I can’t have, I’d rather not see it for the rest of my life.”
Qiao Ruoxin’s fingertips trembled involuntarily.
Had Mo Chen’s obsession reached such a level?
