The man's warm touch was both familiar and strange to her. She dully let him hold her face. Her big and pretty eyes widened, she forgot to speak, forgot where she was, and her eyes were only filled with his sharp black eyes.
The men in the room were kept laughing and cheering, but Fiona didn't hear it.
"You silly girl."
Jeremy touched her head, then put his hand on her shoulder and announced in a domineering manner, "Enjoy yourselves tonight."
Hearing this, Ray didn't accept it. "Jeremy, are you leaving so early?"
Jeremy smiled, "You don't understand as you are all single."
The rest of the people could not stay calm anymore. They dumbfounded while watching the leaving figures of Jeremy and Fiona who walked out hand in hand.
They were single. But they did not do anything wrong! In their eyes, Jeremy was so mean. He has made fun of us since he got married.
"Tell me, what on earth did that woman do to Jeremy? Rose is much better than her, isn't she?"
"I think Rose is the best."
"Take it easy. You know what will happen if Jeremy hears it. He must take revenge for everything you said."
Kurt said slowly to the person who kept on discussing. Indeed, that woman was not simple to make as he had Jeremy focus on her.
Rose was indignant and was unwilling to let it off. Kurt put his hand on her shoulder and said, "Jeremy has no other feeling for you. Don't try to flirt with him."
As a friend, he gave her a kind reminder which he thought was necessary.
"You won't know before you don't have a try."
At least, Rose would stick to doing so until the day when she could not hold on.
On the other side, Fiona supported Jeremy and staggered to the car. His face looked normally but he must be supported by her to stand firmly.
"I was told that you would never get drunk no matter how much you drank. It seems that that is not true. You can get drunk too."
His buddies said he was good at drinking, so she was afraid that they didn't really know him. He was apparently drunk.
Her hand was suddenly gripped by him, and put her hands on his chest. "I'm uncomfortable."
"You can feel better after when go home. Let's go now."
After being comforted, Jeremy seemed to be better and the creases between his eyebrows gradually relaxed.
Fiona withdrew her hand and carefully fastened the seat belt for him. They were so close that her nose was full of his smell.
It smelled very good, with a light lemon fragrance and wine smell. It was not unsightly.
She stared at his lips without a blink. His lips were as red as rouge, and his teeth were as white as milk. He was really handsome and attractive.
She put her hand on her lips silently. She still remembered the feeling when Jeremy kissed her in front of so many people a moment ago.
Shameless.
But she felt lucky that he did that to her, not other women.
She started the car in peace.
When they arrived at the villa, Fiona tried her best to drag him out of the front passenger seat. With sweat on her forehead, she was very tired. It was very difficult for her to move.
She kicked the door of the bedroom with her foot, put Jeremy on the bed, and then sat helplessly on the edge of the bed, gasping for air.
She didn't want to see Jeremy get drunk again.
"Don't go, baby."
Then Jeremy forcefully dragged her to his side and held her, who was caught off guard. He gave her a big kiss.
She couldn't get rid of her, but what irritated her was that his action became more and more violent. The two clung tightly to each other, and the temperature gradually rose.
With a nervous look on her face, she stammered, "Jeremy..."
"Don't be afraid. I'm here."
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