Chapter 495

This smells strong. Why would he drink spirit without first eating anything? Does he think his stomach will be able to stand that?

“Stop drinking. It's hurting your stomach.”

She reached out to snatch the glass from him before turning to fetch him the soup she had brought.

Arching his brows, Holden reached his hand out in a flash to grab her on the arm and then yanked her over.

Following her cries of astonishment, sounds of the wine glass shattering on the floor rang in the spacious room.

By the next instant, she fell into Holden's arms. Or rather, she was lying in his arms.

It was unthinkable that a man as intimidating as him, who also happened to be celibate, would behave in such a frivolous manner.

“I-I...”

Wendy tried to wrench herself free from him, but he held her down by her waist.

“W-What do you think you're doing, Holden?”

Holden smirked as he pinned her hands down, raising his brow. “You're my woman. Seeing that you have my child, I don't think this situation is unbecoming of me.”

With that, he rolled over and pressed her under his body, his fingers traveling across her body.

“Calm down, H-Holden. We can talk things through if you have something on your mind. Let's talk.”

a hint of adoration in his piercing gaze as he ran his rough fingers over

wouldn't have accepted her in the first place if I hadn't gotten used

we in love

gaze slightly before lamenting, “How should I know if you've never loved me? I can't read your mind. Are you

silence, he seemed to have things figured out. A smile bloomed on his face abruptly. “It's fine if we

asked in a trembling voice, “H-How are we going to

a moment before allowing his gaze to land on her waist. Grinning, he quipped, “You'll know soon

bit her tongue

is... I-I-Isn't he Holden Lewitt, the cruel and celibate vice president of Tarragon? Who is this man who's flirting with me while his body is pressed on

I-I... We can't

impassively. “I need to know if I do

her struggles

He has full power over the situation and can change his mind on a whim. How can I trust

to me being pregnant with your child back then. However, my

moment, Wendy

into his

your amnesia. I-I can get Bailey to help.

“I'm already feeling it.”

Wendy had no words.

warm breath tingled her fair skin, and she felt as if the room temperature

cool air hit her

women in nightclubs who

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