Will You Marry Me, Again by Pear Heart

Chapter 301 I Get Jealous for a Long Time

“I won’t allow it!” He pressed her tightly, his voice carrying a hint of roaring anger.

She wore a tight short dress, and the dress had shifted, moving to the side of her thigh. With just a slight movement, it would reveal more. Maia felt a bit nervous, looking at this man in front of her, who seemed clear–headed yet confused.

“Don’t mention other men in front of me,” he leaned down, his deep voice speaking by her ear.

Maia was puzzled for a few seconds, not understanding what this man was up to. Although his words sounded arrogant, his tone seemed more like he was negotiating. Then, his deep voice, tinged with an unclear sadness, resounded again, “You answer their calls, reply to their messages, but you’ve never answered my calls or replied to my messages.”

At this moment, he appeared like a heartbroken grown–up boy, holding Maia tightly. He had not engaged in any inappropriate behavior. If one were to say it was crossing a line, it might be this hug, as if he wanted to meld her into his body.

“Cedric… you…”

“I’m jealous.”

Those words made Maia’s heart tremble.

“When you talk to other men, smile at them, even just nod at them, I get jealous for a long time.” He laughed bitterly, a self–mockery, but the embrace became tighter.

Maia frowned. If her heart had fallen into an icy pool of water, completely freezing, then this man was enduring the invading, bone–chilling cold numerous times without retreating. He used his hands, his body temperature to thaw the ice. He was so delicate, fearing he might

hurt her.

“Not just once, I’ve watched the scenery of Prismara Hill shift from night to day, as if only this way can I understand what you felt before.”

He leaned closer, his lips near hers.

impossible to live, I still want to live a little for you, Maia,” he reached out and stroked her cheek,

of an immature boy of seventeen or eighteen years old. Who would have thought that the unyielding king of the business world would humble himself in front of a mere woman, even touching her with such great care, afraid

and sharp eyes

to maintain composure.

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but observed the shattered wine bottles and glasses on the floor.

Cedric had consumed any. “I heard

“Yeah,” he responded.

it?” Maia asked

had already changed.

I’ll call a doctor for you.” Maia’s tone was urgent, ready to dial the resort’s phone, but

fire could no longer be restrained. Her concern for him was like a tsunami, sweeping over him. No matter how strong his

kissed her lips. The lingering and poignant kiss was invasive, but unwilling to harm her, he reduced

force.

“Cedrie…”

he touched her skin, his gaze had already changed. She had only

She wanted to escape, but his robust

“Cedric… don’t…”

kiss, quickly telling him to stop his actions. Almost simultaneously, a tearing

you

to this desperate plea that he gradually

pulled away

“Get out!”

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