Came Back as an Heiress After My Ex-Fiancé Made Me Blind novel Chapter 118

Before the man could speak, Victoria immediately stopped him, "It's better not to say it, it won't work if it's said."

Jack raised eyebrows slightly.

Victoria turned on the lights in the restaurant and saw Jack wanting to cut the cake. Her eyelids twitched, Well, about this cake, let's not eat it. Just light the candles and make a wish. Skip the eating part."

She tasted it, and it didn't taste good.

Earlier, when she said she wouldn't let him eat if he laughed again, it was just a playful remark.

However, Jack still cut a piece. His bony fingers picked up the small fork and took a bite.

Victoria admired his courage, "How is it? Is it really bad?"

He paused, then swallowed it calmly, and looked at her calmly, "The taste is very unique."

Unique?

"...thank you."

Victoria prepared to put away this failed little cake.

Jack held her hand and said, "I haven't finished eating yet."

Victoria was puzzled, "It tastes bad, but you still want to eat it? Wait a minute, do you plan to finish it?"

He sounded as if he couldn't ask for more, "Victoria made me a cake for the first time, so of course, I want to finish it."

Victoria trembled, blinked her eyes, and twitched his eyelashes lightly, "Then if you end up in the hospital, don't blame me."

Jack smiled silently...

Victoria put the small cake back on the dining table, and when she turned around, she caught a glimpse of Carl's birthday gift on the side.

Victoria pretended not to care but was actually curious.

While he wasn't paying attention, she quietly moved over and hugged Carl's birthday gift, "Oh, how did it end up in my arms on its own?"

Jack couldn't help but laugh lightly, "Do you want to see it that much?"

Victoria's hand was already clumsy, wanting to open it.

The man sat casually on the chair, propping his forehead with one hand, and said indulgently, "Have a look."

Victoria immediately opened the box.

The next second, she saw what was inside, and was dumbfounded.

It turned out to be a pile of miscellaneous adult items!

Pink handcuffs, cute and sexy cat ears—she couldn't bear to look!

The most outrageous thing was that there was also a note that read, "Jack, happy birthday! May you and Victoria be happy together!

The 'H' in 'happy' was deliberately capitalized and bolded.

The corners of Victoria's mouth twitched, looking like she couldn't bear to look straight at him. No wonder she asked Carl what gift he had prepared for Jack, but he said it was confidential.

"So, are you satisfied?"

Jack asked calmly, clearly teasing her on purpose.

Victoria was momentarily speechless, giving him the look of a scoundrel, then discovered a segment of bondage play rope among the items.

She looked at the rope, then at Jack.

The man raised his eyebrows and deliberately said in a lazy tone, "So, Little Victoria likes this kind of thing."

Victoria almost collapsed upon hearing this, glared at him fiercely, and then smiled faintly, deliberately scaring him, "This is for tying you up."

He imagined for a moment and nodded, "It's not impossible."

Victoria's eyelids trembled, and she threw the binding rope back on the table like a hot potato, "It's late this time, I'm going to sleep, goodnight."

After saying that, she left without looking back.

Watching her departing figure, the man sat on the chair and chuckled softly, "Why are you leaving now? I am still waiting for you to tie me up."

Victoria had already left, but when she heard these words, she stopped in her footsteps, turned around in anger, and rushed to him. She picked up the binding rope and tied his hands up.

‘Can't scare you, huh!’

Seeing this, Jack, still bound to the chair, raised an eyebrow ever so slightly. After expressing surprise, he nonchalantly lifted his lips, offering no resistance and allowing her to tie him up.

Victoria looked at the man sitting on the chair with his hands bound, clapped her hands in relief, and was thinking about how to scare him next when Jack's phone suddenly rang.

Victoria suddenly realized no wonder her surname was also Carter.

Victoria had just untied the rope halfway and tied him back again.

Jack was bemused...

Victoria blinked and asked with a smile, "Can you untie it yourself?"

He lifted his eyelids and glanced at her. His wrist moved slightly, and his bony fingers flipped over, easily untying the rope.

Victoria sighed...

She had just tied it for nothing.

After staying up late for the past few days, preparing birthday gifts for Jack, she finally got a good night's sleep. Victoria slept until the next morning.

After washing up and going downstairs, she realized that Jack had finished the unpleasant little cake she had made.

She caught a glimpse of the man sitting on the sofa, wearing the white shirt she had designed herself.

Victoria originally looked over indifferently, but when she caught a glimpse of his figure, her gaze suddenly froze, and an undisguised admiration welled up in her eyes.

His figure was already excellent, and when she had designed the clothes, she had imagined how they would look on him.

Now, it seemed that the effect was even more stunning than she had imagined.

From Dempsey's apple to the collarbone, a sexy and distinct line stretched out, the shirt cuffs were rolled up, the light blue veins floated on the fair arms, the waistline was clear and powerful, and every inch of his body was filled with a sense of beauty.

Victoria couldn't help but marvel if Jack were her model, she would have started designing men's wear long ago.

It was a fine afternoon, Jack's birthday hadn't passed yet, so, he and Victoria went out to have some fun.

Back at Pinecroft in the evening, after sitting on the sofa for a few minutes, Carl sent her a series of messages,

[Victoria, something happened! Something happened!]

[Reply to me as soon as you see the message!]

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Victoria was startled...