Seriously, How Did He Win My Heart novel Chapter 985

Phil threw himself to her when he answered to her. She could clearly smell the scent of wine between his lips. She realized he was faking madness with being drunk.

"Phil, are you insane?" She scolded without reserve.

"I'm insane indeed!" Phil squeezed word by word, grabbing her tight, pinching her jaw with his long fingers, which made her frown.

"I'm just unsatisfied that my beloved woman abandoned me despite my devotion to her for four years.

"Anyway, to have sex with her is one way to let her make up for all I've done for her."

Anya was too angry to say anything in front of him being so disgraceful.

And he pinched her jaw too hard. That really hurt.

"Phil, you're sure you want to spend the night with me?" She smiled and stared at him seductively. She should push him away and call the police, but maybe she was incited by the pain he gave her, she veered to laugh at him.

Her reaction reminded him that she was not going to say something nice.

"Why not? After all, you are good-looking, good-shaped, and good on bed. It couldn't hurt to have sex with you, and dominance here is still unknown."

Anya, being quick-minded and eloquent, was what Phil knew about her.

Phil couldn't remember how many times he was pissed off by that kind of play of her these years.

Anya might think she could make him mad and go away himself.

But today she definitely had a bad judgement.

Phil was here to seek revenge no matter what she said or did to get to him.

What he just said reflected his mind to a bone — he really hated to be a good guy in front of her and wanted some chemistry with her.

He wanted himself, especially this night, indelibly imprinted on her mind even though they got divorced.

So he bowed to kiss her hard as if he was punishing her for giving up on him or getting his attachment to her out of his system.

Anya was indeed trying to piss him off when she said like that, only to find out that he literally did not care and kissed her forcibly.

She was not in a good mood after drinking some beers, so she simply did not refuse his kiss and went on. If he chose to lose his grace, there was no need for her to be an old fogey. It was not incorrect to soothe her loneliness.

She did not shy away, and threw herself around his waist, bringing them closer and closer.

Her action made Phil more excited and they collapsed into a big bed with sex for a long time.

Somehow, they were not even a little tired or more precisely they did not want to admit defeat. They got divorced now and were enemies to some extent. They did what they had to wear down each other.

Anya wasn't sleepy at all when the long night finally passed.

She had to catch the plane earlier the day so she just decided not to sleep while the man near her slept very deeply judging from his breathe.