I Divorced You Now You Beg (Thalia and Darion) novel Chapter 395

Chapter 395

Thalia gritted her teeth, forced herself to look away, and helped Darion into the bathroom. She sat him down on the toilet, then turned to leave.

But Darion caught her arm, giving her a pitiful look. “So I’m supposed to take off my pants by myself?”

Thalia shot him a surprised look. “What else? You want me to do it for you?”

“Weren’t you supposed to stay and take care of me?” Darion asked.

Thalia forced a smile. “Should I just do everything for you, including peeing?”

Darion flashed a mischievous grin. “If you’re up for it, I’m game.”

“Get lost!” Thalia snapped.

She shook off his hand and stormed out of the bathroom without another word.

Darion watched Thalia storm out, then called after her, “Wait for me at the door. I’ll call you when I’m done.”

No one answered him.

His expression grew more serious as he lowered his eyes, thinking about the way she looked just now.

‘Could a cold shower really be enough to get rid of the aphrodisiac?

‘Is there really nothing left in her body?

‘Is she not feeling any discomfort?

‘Or is she just toughing it out?

‘But can anyone really endure something like that?’ Darion doubted.

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Hearing his voice, Thalia stepped back into the bathroom and saw Darion leaning against the sink, his hands clean now.

She took his uninjured arm and draped it over her shoulder, then headed out of the bathroom with him.

But suddenly, Darion grabbed her, wrapped his arm around her waist, and set her on the sink.

Thalia stared at him, stunned. “What are you doing?”

Darion moved between her legs, leaned in, and looked straight into her eyes, his expression serious. “I’m not kidding, Thalia. You need to keep your distance from Sebastian.

“I still have no clue what he was doing overseas, and as soon as he got back, he was targeted for assassination. He’s trouble, Thalia. Stay away from him.”

Chapter 395

Thalia pushed him. “I know, okay? Just put me down!”

Darion let out a low groan. “You’re pressing right on my injury.”

He glanced down and saw blood starting to seep out where her hand had been.

Thalia snatched her hand back, startled. “I…”

Darion looked up at her. “Are you listening to me?”

Thalia turned her face away. “I know, okay? Now let me down. I want to get off.”

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Darion slowly straightened up, Thalia was right in front of him, just inches away. Her delicate features were almost mesmerizing, and her long lashes trembled like butterfly wings.

Her lips were full and rosy, gently pressed together, stirring up a desire inside him for no reason at all.

He didn’t move back right away. Instead, he asked in a low voice, “Are you really okay after that drug?”

“I’m fine.”

She shot back her answer without a hint of hesitation.

Darion swallowed hard. “You don’t have to tough it out. If you need me… I can…”

Thalia gave him a pointed look. “You expect me to come to you for that?”

Darion was stunned for a moment, then cleared his throat. “Even though we’ve signed the divorce papers, for old times’ sake, I could…”

“Dream on,” Thalia scoffed.

She snorted without mercy. “Move.”

Darion was caught off guard as she shoved him aside. Thalia slid off the sink and strode straight out of the bathroom.

Darion leaned against the wall, his gaze clouded with confusion, then he couldn’t help but laugh in frustration.

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