Chapter 45 I Don't Love Him
Catalina gave Bennett a shy kiss lightly.
However, it was like a trigger in Bennett's heart.
Just a slight temptation could make every cell in his body boil.
He could not help but hold the back of Catalina's head and press it against himself, enjoying the kiss impatiently.
Catalina, who was intoxicated, responded his movements somewhat shakily.
The temperature inside the car was rising steadily...
A charming atmosphere was constantly fermenting inside the car.
Vincent, who was sitting in the front, turned his head and looked out the window as if nothing had happened, but his ears and face already reddened.
Goodness!
What did he see?
This was such an extremely rare occasion!
He was about to shed the tears of a worried mother.
Tonight, he was super jealous of Bennett.
Bennett's kiss was domineering, strong, and aggressive.
Within ten minutes, Catalina was out of breath.
Sensing her discomfort, Bennett had to move back half an inch from her red lips.
He looked down at her in his arms.
His eyes were burning and they almost scalded Catalina. His seductive Adam’s apple moved and he asked, “Do you know what you just said?”
The drunken Catalina blinked and nodded.
Bennett felt a wave of heat rushing to the top of his head. “Is there anything else you want to tell me?”
His voice was completely hoarse.
Tears suddenly welled in Catalina’s eyes and she grabbed his shirt collar with her small hands while looking aggrieved. “I always thought that the person I was going to marry was you, and that was the happiest time ever in my life. I felt like I was dreaming and every day, I looked forward to the day I put on a wedding dress for you, but why...”
Catalina sobbed and tears streamed down her face. “But why did my groom suddenly change? I don’t love him at all, I’ve never loved him, but I have to marry him...”
Catalina’s words made the expression on Bennett’s face turn icy at a speed visible to the naked eye.
There was a frightening chill in his eyes which made everyone in the car shudder.
His hands on Catalina's shoulders were cold and stiff like iron tongs.
Inch by inch, he tightened his strength as if he was wishing to crush her shoulder blades in his palm.
So, did all her heartfelt confession and the words "I like you" from just now have nothing to do with him, Bennett Shaffer?
This woman just took him for Aaron!
The man she liked was Aaron.
The man she always wanted to marry was also Aaron!
However, Bennett, the stumbling block, stopped her.
She did not love him, let alone wanted to marry him!
There was a bloodthirsty sneer between Bennett's cold thin lips. His big hand suddenly clasped her jaw and he tightened his strength. After that, he approached her with a dangerous look on his face. “Catalina, I am glad that I’ve made you live in such pain! In the future, the pain will only double, and I will never show any mercy to you again!”
After speaking, he coldly pushed Catalina away from his arms.
When he saw that the back of Catalina's head was about to hit the back of the chair, he leaned over reflexively, stretched out his hand, and firmly protected her head.
After he realized his contradictory action, Bennett's face turned cold and threw her away coldly. He stopped caring about her anymore.
After being 'thrown around' twice, Catalina became dizzy. Then, she collapsed on the seat and fell asleep unconsciously.
In front seats, the driver and Vincent felt as if they were in hell.
They were clearly in the tropics just now, but how did they come to a glacier in the polar region in the blink of an eye?
Vincent sneaked a peek at Bennett in the rear seat from the rearview mirror.
It would be fine if he did not, but when he did, he was shocked.
His heart trembled.
Goodness gracious!
Mr. Shaffer kept a straight face, as if he was the king of evils.
He shook his head silently.
"Oh no, everyone in the company will be doomed tomorrow!"
…
Early morning the next day.
Catalina woke up with a splitting headache. She felt as if her brain was about to explode.
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