Mated To Big Brother-in-law by Alistae

Mated To Big Brother-in-law Chapter 515

Chapter 515 Allison opened her eyes and saw that it was already morning. She twisted her head to the side.

Her eyes caught the love of her life, sleeping peacefully beside her on the bed.

She turned to him and rested her head on her palm. There was a smile on her face as she stared at him. They didn't do anything last night. He told her that he loved her. She could not prevent herself from kissing him. He kissed her back, but then he fell asleep. She did not disturb him and tried to sleep while hugging him tightly.

That was all that happened last time.

However, it was really special to Allison. She believed everything was fine now. He confessed that he loved her, which meant they did not have any conflict between them anymore.

She put her other palm on his chest over his tattoo. She leaned on his chest and kissed his tattoo.

She blushed when she realized what she was doing. She moved a little and went close to his face. She kissed his cheek and thought,

'I will do anything for you. You said you loved me; that's the important thing for me.' She gasped when he opened his eyes. His eyes shifted to hers. Her cheeks flushed.

She saw him furrowing his brows. She moved a little from him, and he sat up on the bed.

He looked at his clothes and noticed his shirts were unbuttoned. He turned his head to her and saw her in pajamas.

"What are you doing in my bedroom?" He asked her with a cold voice.

She felt frozen by his chilly tone. She cleared her throat and tried to explain.

"Ryan, last night I came to your room to talk to you, but you were drunk."

His eyes darkened. "So you tried to take advantage of my drunken state?" "W-What?"

"When you saw I was drunk, why didn't you go back to your own room?" He asked and got out of bed.

He did not look in a good mood. He ran his fingers through his hair and tried to find something.

She silently watched him heading to the couch and sat down there.

He grabbed the packet of cigarettes and took out one, then lit it. After taking a few puffs, he poured a glass of drink into the glass, which was placed on the coffee table close to the couch.

got down immediately and

you doing? You should not drink right now. You were drunk last night.

but paused and raised his head to look

to sit next to him, grabbed the glass from

that released toxic smoke from

not smoke this much. It

to touch the cigarette, but he moved his

you are good for me?" He asked

looked at him and sighed. "Ryan, you have already confessed to me that

a drunk man. Don't you know people make mistakes when they are drunk? And the next morning, they regret it. Just like I am feeling right now." She was startled to

averted her gaze and inhaled the cigarette smoke, then

"Everything."

at his bitter answer. She felt her eyes begin to hurt. They wanted

to say? That I forgave you? I can't. Just get that in your mind." He asked while watching her

finger to his heart. "You hurt me here, Allison. Forget about forgiveness. You don't deserve

woman in his eyes. His words really pierced her chest. "Y-You didn't like it when I kissed

was silent, which she believed was his answer. She swallowed her breath and nodded her

I? You are right; I should have left your room. In fact, I should not have come to your

at her without replying. His eyes were focused on her face as he

wiped her tears and

told me that it was what you were thinking and that you wanted me to chase you, I would have been happy to continue

took a deep breath, then spoke out

that you were just in a drunken state and

have nothing to say about it. I am sorry that I came to your room. I am sorry for my shameless behavior last night. I am sorry that

away from her. His face turned fiercer.

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her heart totally. She could not believe that he would ever make her feel embarrassed just because she kissed him. Was he feeling disgusted about it? "Since you don't have any feelings for me, I think you should think about yourself. You said I should forget about forgiveness, then I think I don't deserve you. You are deserving of the very best. Two years ago, I betrayed you, and now

her

my possession to make up for the

is apologize. I

me a

you, but thought