Chapter 149 Does It Not Matter Either?

But you...

Before Caden finished speaking, Beatrice fiercely resisted.

All the grievances and resentments exploded at this moment, and she didn't care about what he said.

She only wanted to escape from him.

"Uncle Caden, you didn't have to tell me all this, I didn't care! I didn't care about Mr. Oscar, let alone you! I've had enough!"

She shouted loudly, completely oblivious to the intense aura of danger in Caden's eyes.

Caden's

eyes were gloomy as he grabbed her chin and forcefully lifted it up, saying, "Don't care?"

Under his gaze, Beatrice still trembled slightly with fear, clenching her teeth before nodding forcefully.

""Yes! No... um!"

The man didn't give her a moment to think, and before she could finish speaking, he grabbed her chin and kissed her like a gust of wind passing by.

She raised her hand in resistance, but it was held down and pressed against the car window. The more she gripped, the tighter it became, and the wound in her palm began to throb faintly. He did it on purpose.

He wanted to make her suffer.

Beatrice groaned in pain, as the man's breath grew increasingly scorching in front of her.

He lowered his gaze and looked at her, his deep eyes seemed to devour her, intensifying the kiss, dominantly claiming her breath that belonged to him.

Suddenly, the man stopped and half-supported his body, looking down at her from a higher position, with his semi-dry hair falling smoothly on his forehead. "Doesn't this matter either?"

"We are all adults, what's the big deal, it's just..." Beatrice retorted stubbornly.

"What's the big deal? Haven't you done the same with others? Who? Oscar?"

face turned terrifyingly dark, with his eyes half-closed and not a trace of

penetrate.

on Beatrice, making

her head, saying, "It's none of your

could even feel his

voice seeped through

"Who?"

his hands still moving and seemingly not intending to

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panting heavily, glaring at Caden in

her appearance still

but

misty eyes, wanting to cry holding back, the eyelashes trembling, even the rippling waves

partially covering and partially revealing,

into a fist, with even the

eyes from the

eyes and forcefully grabbed a dry towel to throw it to

"Put on."

unable to see the man's thoughts in front of her. But now she is not allowed to think

the previously quiet air. Beatrice had been wearing the same underwear for over a year when the strap broke just now due to her vigorous movements. Right in front

Whoosh!

pulled a towel over her body, and also... over

"Cough, cough..."

twice, and his clenched fist had already started to stiffen and ache. But still unable to hide the

have tolerated

car stopped downstairs of Beatrice's apartment

the car and open the

trunk

clothes."

"Yes."

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