Oops My Toyboy Is A Hidden Tycoon novel Chapter 181

Chapter 181 

Cynthia walked over and opened the door. Just as she expected. Jonathan stood there looking gloomy. He was clearly here to confront her. 

Cynthia didn’t pretend anymore. In a teasing tone, she asked, “Did you break Nina’s heart?” 

Jonathan stared at her, his gaze cold and sharp, as if it was hiding a frosty ember ready to catch fire at any moment. Yet, Cynthia remained as laid–back as ever. 

Her room had a wine cabinet. The butler had already informed her that she could taste any wine she wanted. Cynthia had opened a bottle of 1985 Sassicaia and poured herself another half glass. 

She then took it in her hand and walked to the door, handing it to Jonathan while scolding him, “I can’t tell if you guys really don’t know or are just pretending. Nina probably had a crush on you for a long time. 

“It takes a lot of courage for a girl to show her true feelings to the one she loves, only to have them crushed.” 

Jonathan took the drink Cynthia handed him, but he didn’t drink it. He didn’t look very happy. “So, do you want me to accept her?” 

Cynthia clearly saw them. Jonathan came up just to see her reaction, but he was very disappointed with the outcome. Cynthia didn’t have the slightest bit of jealousy; instead, she showed a nonchalant laziness, even feeling upset and sorry for 

Nina. 

If her reaction to this matter could be described in any way, it was sheer curiosity. Jonathan thought, ‘Is it because she is just 

so indifferent that she regards Nina’s confession to me as nothing more than gossip?‘ 

Cynthia clinked her glass with his, took a lazy sip of wine, and turned around smoothly. “Don’t try to provoke a reaction from me. I don’t have any wishes either way. 

“Whether you accept or not is between the two of you and has nothing to do with me. I’m just curious.” 

Cynthia walked back out to the balcony, sipping her wine and enjoying the view outside. 

Jonathan watched her relaxed and carefree demeanor, downed his glass of red wine in one go, and then strode over to where Cynthia stood. 

Cynthia was still sipping her wine when Jonathan suddenly grabbed her shoulder to spin her around. His one hand encircled her waist while the other held the back of her head. He lowered his head and kissed her with intensity. 

Cynthia suddenly felt lighter as her toes were lifted off the ground. In the next moment, her back was pressed against the nearby wall. 

Jonathan, seemingly at his limit, passionately absorbed her breath. It was a familiar kiss, full of dominance. The strong scent of wine spread freely between their lips. 

Cynthia rolled her eyes at the night sky. But this time, she didn’t push him away. Instead, she wrapped her arms around his neck and responded. 

Jonathan was genuinely surprised. Honestly, he had prepared himself for a harsh retaliation. But Cynthia’s sudden response left him frozen, his mind briefly stopped working. 

Jonathan simply couldn’t stand Cynthia’s indifference towards him, so he deliberately provoked her and kissed her. He figured Cynthia might react, possibly with another shoulder throw. 

But now Cynthia didn’t close her eyes; her flirting gaze was very inviting. She even moved towards him willingly, her warm body getting closer. 

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Jonathan felt his blood starting to boil. Although something seemed a bit off, at that moment, Jonathan was too distracted to 

care. 

He missed her so much. Any little temptation was irresistible to him, especially with Cynthia being so passionate now. 

Cynthia pushed against his chest. The two stumbled from the balcony to the bedroom, with Cynthia steadily unbuttoning Jonathan’s shirt along the way. 

Her delicate fingers ignited sparks all over him. Ever since breaking up with Cynthia, he had been suppressing his urges for so long. It was impossible to resist such teasing. His body temperature soared, feeling as hot as a branding iron. 

He was just about to grab Cynthia and pin her to the bed, but the next second, Cynthia forcefully pushed him into the bathroom. 

As the door closed, he heard Cynthia’s clear and indifferent voice saying, “Get in there!” 

Jonathan hadn’t even figured out what was happening. The bathroom door was shut and locked. Jonathan’s frustrated and angry voice echoed from inside, “Cynthia, are you trying to kill me?” 

Cynthia replied casually, “A cold shower won’t kill you.” 

She suddenly cracked the door open a bit, “If nothing else works, you have to handle it yourself,” she said, slamming and locking the door again before Jonathan could respond. 

Jonathan saw Cynthia’s little head pop in for a second before it disappeared again, making him punch the wall in frustration. 

Jonathan thought, ‘Damn it! I just knew when she acted out of character earlier, she had a trick up her sleeve!‘ But he never expected her to be this ruthless.