Chapter 718 Not Marrying

Emelie's eyes widened in shock. She was fueled by anger and summoned all her strength to push him away. However, William's earlier restraint had merely been a show of patience.

He grabbed both of her wrists with one hand, pinning them against the wall above her head. Then, he shifted his grip from her chin to the back of her head, giving her no chance to escape.

"William..." Emelie managed to utter his name through a tiny gap in their kiss, only to be silenced again.

William's eyes had a red tinge, like a web of bloodshot veins or shattered glass.

In a burst of desperation, Emelie tried to strike at his most vulnerable spot. However, William anticipated her move and stomped on her foot, forcing it back to the ground.

The kiss was indescribable. It lacked any desire and felt more like a release. It was as if he were venting his frustration and grievances.

Was he actually feeling aggrieved? That was the most ridiculous joke Emelie had ever heard.

William bit her lip, and the faint taste of blood made their kiss even more unbearable.

Despite her desperate struggles, Emelie couldn't shake him off. Her chest heaved with anger, and she wished she could tear William apart piece by piece.

Eventually, she gave up on her futile efforts.

caress her with his tongue tenderly. Emelie remained unresponsive. Gradually, as if he had vented out his frustration, William slowly withdrew

you loved me. You called me Liam. You wanted to be Mrs. Middleton. You wore my ring, and we even went to City Hall together. You were even pregnant with

he

grew hoarse, and

noted the protruding bone at the back of his

recalled that when they reconciled in

accept that she no longer loved him as much. Now, he couldn't accept that she had never loved him

curled into a

William's back visibly stiffened.

spring-like, and William's body radiated heat. Yet Emelie's voice was sharp, like icicles hanging from

had some affection for you, but it was never much. Even ants know to avoid water. What about humans, who are better

me. How could I ever truly fall for you? Never. Not

I felt was nothing more than self-delusion. After all, how could I endure those

convincing myself that I liked

have told you more than once that I wished I had

grabbed her shoulders. "Stop!" Emelie's eyes were devoid of emotion, but her

fury and indescribable pain. He restrained his grip as he was unwilling to

for a long

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