Can't Resist the Billionaire novel Chapter 38

I spit a mouthful of water directly on his face, "Don't you d*mn know that my ankle hurts?"

This time, Vincent smiled awkwardly. He straightened my body and began to unbutton my clothes. I was so scared that I quickly grabbed the shirt on my chest and looked at him warily. "What are you doing?"

"Of course, I'm going to bathe you!" Vincent was about to lose his temper because of the saliva. Without any explanation, he pulled away my clothes and helped me clumsily and stubbornly.

I felt a little embarrassed and kept driving him out. "I can do it myself. You can go now."

Although he had seen me from head to toe, and he was even familiar with me. And now, it's f*cking awkward to show him naked.

"Why do you have so much nonsense to say?" Vincent's patience gradually decreased. Seeing that I was extremely unwilling to cooperate, he rudely pulled my injured ankle off the water and then began to ravish me!

In fact, it is too much to say ravage. After all, his movements were still soft. At least he was much gentler than when he was torturing me. I was afraid at the beginning, but finally I accepted him. Gradually, I was no longer awkward.

Vincent said to me as he helped me take a bath. "I have an agreement with Christopher. He can't touch you again in the future. If he breaks his oath, I'll take revenge on him. Tell me, is he trying to molest you tonight?"

I didn't know what to do with Vincent's "molest".  Christopher was my husband. When was it the lover’s turn to control the sex between husband and wife?

But who was to blame? Christopher had brought all this upon himself. He had betrayed me and sold me to Vincent. Vincent had an extremely possessive nature, so he deserved it!

"No, we're arguing for his sister. He didn't mean to touch me!" I didn't know why I was still defending Christopher at this time. Maybe it was because I couldn't give up the relationship.

A relationship, especially first love, was not so easy to give up. If a person can really let go of a relationship, then humankind would not be called an emotional animal!

Vincent looked up at me and asked in surprise. "His sister? Naomi? What are you talking about? About you hitting her that day?"

"No. He wanted me to ask if your company has a suitable position. If there is, he can do Naomi a favor!" I intended to lie, so I brought Naomi's matter to Vincent.

As I expected, after Vincent heard this, he immediately said scornfully. "To arrange Naomi to work in my company? It's not so simple, right? Does he want to place Naomi between you and me to monitor us?"

I pretended to smile innocently and said to him. "It's not that scary, right? Maybe he just wanted to find a job for his sister? Naomi is really looking for a internship!"

Vincent turned his head and looked at me meaningfully. He sneered and asked, "What do you mean? Let her go there?"

I didn't expect Vincent to leave this problem to me. I paused for a moment and then asked in a tentative tone. "Do you want her to go?"

After Vincent picked up Christopher's call, he suddenly stood up from the sofa. He actually opened the door and went out to make a call in the corridor of the hotel.

I knew that he was purposely talking to Christopher behind my back. Thus, my curiosity grew even stronger. Luckily, Vincent didn't lock the door when I sneaked into the living room, allowing me to eavesdrop on his conversation with Christopher.

"What did you do to her tonight? You don't want to live anymore, do you? We have a deal. You are not allowed to touch her again. Do you think I am farting?"

At the beginning, Vincent immediately scolded Christopher. I couldn't hear Christopher talking about anything on the phone. I only heard Vincent pause for a moment before saying. "Don't you fucking do that to me, because when you called to sell her to me, she was no longer yours!"

After a pause, Vincent somewhat irritably threatened Christopher. "Stop wasting your words. State your price. How much do you want in order to divorce her and make her completely give up on you?"

"Don't f**king care about me. I will handle the affairs of our family. You don't need to care. Now I'm asking you. How much do you want so that you can let her go?"

After Vincent said these words, there was a long silence. Only when he slowly spoke again did I realize I was like so f*cking valuable.

"Ten million, right? Well, give me a few days to prepare. I don't have so much cash now. Remember what you said. She is mine in the future. Don't pester my woman!"

When I heard Vincent say ten million, I knew that Christopher really sell me this time. Furthermore, the price was not low at all!