A Wild and Hot Cutie novel Chapter 232

Davis is radiant again when he comes out, as if the person who Alisa sees in the morning is not him, but her illusion.

"Davis, what the hell are you going to do?"

Alisa breaks out shouting finally because she can't stand it anymore.

Davis grabs the clothes from the sofa and throws them into the laundry basket.

He doesn't say a word, and there are little drops of water on his dark short hair, and he doesn't care to wipe it.

He is just walking around, being busy in the room and packing up unimportant things.

He moves the vase, pushes the floor lamp, and sits down opposite Alisa finally.

He takes out a cigarette from a golden cigarette case, lights it and takes a long drag on it, as if he has made up his mind. He looks at Alisa with his sad and black eyes.

 "I have something to discuss with you."

Alisa is a little surprised. He never used the word "discuss" in front of her.

He is an autocratic tyrant who does everything in his own way and never considers her feelings.

He actually says that he wants to discuss something with her now.

Alisa’s heart is strong just like suffering from the storm and she knows something is going to happen.

Her face is a little pale. She grabs a tissue and twists it in her hand.

"No need to discuss. Just do it!"

Alisa's decisiveness makes Davis a little surprised. He reaches out his hand and presses the cigarette butt into the crystal ashtray. He keeps pressing it hard. He doesn't even respond when the lighted ash touches his finger, burning his skin and emitting a strange smell.

 It takes a long time for the cigarette butt to be shatter, Davis says finally.

"It's rare that you are so enlightened in this matter. I know that it is an injury for you to have an abortion, but..."

"What did you say?" Alisa screams. She stands up from the sofa, looks at Davis angrily, and repeats incredulously, "Abortion? Is the decision you say to have an abortion? Davis, can you bastard a little more, you bastard?"

Alisa crumples the tissue into a ball and throws it into Davis's hand. She holds her face in both hands and cries uncontrollably.

She can't believe it's the result after waiting and wandering for so long.

"Asshole, asshole, you're so heartless, Davis, you're worse than a beast."

Alisa says incoherently. Suddenly, she turns around, runs to the dressing room, and begins to tidy up her clothes.

She packs up a few clothes in the wardrobe, and then puts them into the suitcase, muttering angrily.

"Son of a bitch, there is no such heartless father as you. I wouldn't have stayed if I had known you didn't like the baby."

Davis grabs her arm and presses her on the bed. "Calm down and listen to me, OK?"

Alisa is shaking her little head desperately on the bed.

"I'm really calm, and I'm sober. You think wrong. It's me who affects your freedom, not this child. Since you don't like him, I'll take him away now. We both disappear in your sight and we will never disturb you, OK?"

Davis kneels on her side, presses her hands on her head, and forces her looking at him.

"Alisa…" He growls in a deep voice, "Would you please keep quiet for me?"

Alisa cries, struggling desperately.

"No, no, I don't want to listen to your nonsense. You let go of me, Davis. I will go far away immediately and promise not to cause you any trouble as long as you let go of me leaviing this house."

Alisa's voice is hoarse and she is crying out of control completely.

Davis is afraid of hurting her again. Although he presses her, his legs are still on her side.

Unfortunately, Alisa doesn't know that at that moment. She just thinks Davis wants to get rid of her baby.

He only cares about his own abreaction while they had sexual intercourse, and he even doesn’t want his kids.

He is so inhumane. How can she get together with him?

The more Alisa cries, the less patience Davis has.

"Alisa, stop crying, look at me."

Alisa struggles to stand up suddenly. She opens her mouth and bites his arm. Her suspicion, resentment and dissatisfaction towards him are all vented on this small mouth.

Davis is painful, but he just frowns, keeps silent, and allows her to bite.

Alisa feels a strong smell of blood in her mouth, so she releases her mouth.

His arm is bloody after biting by her. The blood flows across his arm. It is terrible.

Alisa is also shocked. She looks up at him, and his eyes are looking at her deeply.

"Bite me again, haven't you bitten enough?"

Davis' tone is a little dissatisfied.

Alisa lies down in despair, exhausting from her strength.

He is still bleeding, he doesn't cry for pain, he doesn't beat and blame her at all.

He holds her higher and lets her lie down on the pillow. He sleeps beside her, supporting his face with his arms and looking at her like this.

"Listen, I'm here to discuss with you. Don’t make such a fuss! Servants will think I'm raping you when you shout like this."

Alisa snorts and turns her head angrily, not looking at him.

Davis reaches out his hand to force her little face over staring at him.

"Alisa, you're young, and you are not suitable for having a child at this age. I know that this decision may hurt you so much, but in order to consider our future, we will give up this child first. You can rest assured that the hospital is all right, it won't be painful, and it will be fine soon. Shall we have another child till you get older, and when I am ready?"

His voice is very low, but Alisa is very sad.

She really wants to scold him.

But she doesn't do it!

She just lies quietly and keeps silent, but there is a slight smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Do you agree?" Davis says gently.

"Davis, is sexual intercourse so important to you?"

Alisa asks coldly. Davis is stunned, and it takes him a long time to reflect.