Ben glanced at Wendy indifferently and walked firmly to her bed with eyebrows frowned. His eyes were filled with anger.
Wendy had been staring at Ben resentfully, but when she noticed that Ben's face had become cold, she was shocked.
She grabbed her pajamas tightly and held the big cushion in her arms again. When she looked back at his face, she was still full of resentment.
Ben didn't say anything and looked at her with a gloomy face.
Wendy bit her lips and felt that anger and the expression on her face were unnatural.
She raised her eyes, and said with slight anger, "where have you been? You left me alone in such a big house. I didn't close my eyes all night and I've been waiting for you."
After saying these aggrieved words, she was surprised to feel the change in her own heart.
As soon as the footsteps of Ben rang out, the haze in her heart vanished all of a sudden. When he opened the door and showed up, she suddenly forgot that she had been scared the whole night, and she just wanted to complain it to him. In fact, she did so.
Moreover, when his tall body approached her step by step, her heart was so warm.
A great sense of security enveloped her in an instant.
The moment she saw him, she felt so happy, so happy.
Seeing her like this, Ben got more and more displeased, and even an irresistible anger attacked his heart.
He took another step forward and rudely pulled Wendy to edge of the bed. He pinched her chin and asked, "What the hell is your purpose?"
Wendy frowned with pain and looked at angry Ben in confusion, "It hurts... You going on?"
Just in an instant, his words and action broke the sweetness, happiness and satisfaction in her heart thoroughly.
"Don't you think what you are up to is so cheap?"
Wendy struggled to get rid of his hand and looked at him in disbelief.
A sense of humiliation struck her at once. How could he say something like that?
Glancing coldly at Wendy's pale face, Ben continued to speak without any pity, "Wendy, do you really think that I know nothing?"
Wendy felt as if her blood was flowing backwards. Her face turned completely pale, and her body began to tremble helplessly.
She looked at him incredibly. The sense of humiliation, like a tide, came over. Her heart was throbbing with pain.
Looking at his indifferent face, she felt even more aggrieved.
She could even imagine how terrible she was now, and she didn't expect herself to be so sad, naughty and unruly. She felt like weeping.
It never occurred to her that she would be so scared that she almost stopped breathing.
"I think you have misunderstood..."
said Wendy in a sobbing tone.
She really wanted to cry. She didn't expect him to insult her.
Seeing that she was about to cry, Ben was more angry. Suddenly he reached out his hand and pulled her over.
He squinted his eyes and gave a sinister smile. As his lips got close to her face, she couldn't help but explain, "I didn't mean to What on earth are you talking about?"
Wendy nervously stretched out her hands to resist his chest and tried to push him away.
She knew why he was angry. Just like last time in the car, he suddenly lost his temper.
What pissed off him was that she took the initiative to follow him into his house, staying at his home recklessly.
So he thought she wanted him.
But, did he understand that she loved him? She chose to be with him because she loved him!
In his eyes, she was just like other women.
"I'm not a saint. Have I ever told you about that?"
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