Chapter 23 He Kissed Her
"No!" Caroline Jameson hastily said, "I am not hiding from you, Mr. Shawn."
Lie!
She was hiding from him!
But...
"What happened to your voice?" Why is her voice so hoarse?
"I have a sore throat." Caroline Jameson refused to say more with her eyelids down.
"Are you afraid of me?"
With a twitching of the eyelids, Caroline no longer refuted.
Standing beside her sickbed, the man raised his eyebrows slowly, and felt even more unhappy.
Suddenly, Bentley Shawn leaned forward and propped up on the mattress with one arm, which brought the distance between them closer under the frightened sight of Caroline Jameson.
The other hand reached out to Caroline Jameson, and she subconsciously recoiled. "Don't move," said Bentley blandly.
Seeing that Caroline Jameson was becoming tender, Bentley Shawn fingered out the bangs of her and touched the scar on her forehead. Caroline Jameson felt so bad because the cold touch of Bentley Shawn's fingers was really hard to ignore.
Rubbing her scar with his fingers, Bentley pursed his lips slightly. “How did you get hurt?” asked Bentley Shawn unhappily.
Caroline Jameson glanced at Bentley Shawn in front of her!
Crocodile tears! Didn't he know how I got hurt?
She retorted, "I fell and broke it." At the same time, she added inwardly, "It's all your fault."
The fingers rubbed the scar, rubbed it down and down to her lips.
Bentley felt her dry and flaking lips, and they looked pale.
Caroline Jameson dared not move at will. She held up her neck stiffly and most of her face was held in his palm.
Her lips weren't soft or rosy. Rubbing such dry and flaking lips, however, he was turned on.
Bentley's eyes became deeper and deeper, so deep that he gave her a passionate kiss the next second.
His hot lips were covering hers. Caroline Jameson had no strength to resist, but passively accepted Bentley Shawn's overbearing kiss.
The kiss was so sweet that Bentley Shawn was totally lost in the beauty of it. Immersed in the aftertaste of the kiss, Mr. Shawn suddenly remembered one thing.
"Is my kiss better or the damn Antonio's?"
Caroline Jameson was still in a state of being overwhelmed, and her pale face was ruddy because of this kiss. Before she recovered, she heard Bentley Shawn’s indifferent question.
"Huh?"
Huh? Bentley frowned. "Is my kiss better or the damn Antonio's?"
What the hell is this question?
Bentley Shawn was annoyed with Caroline Jameson’s not answering.
It takes so long to think about this question?
Was Antonio Tucker’s kiss so great that made her have such a long aftertaste?
Bentley Shawn got inexplicably angry at once, and Caroline Jameson was severely pressed on the bed before understanding what happened. The only voice left was a short snort. At the next second, Bentley Shawn's black head pressed down, and Caroline Jameson’s lips were overwhelmed by a hot, crazy and fierce kiss before giving a "hum".
Gnawing and biting, he must hurt her! Bentley Shawn couldn't understand his own thoughts or figure out the weirdness in his mind. Even if the woman he was pressing on killed Winnie Carter three years ago and even if he hated her.
He would never allow her to have any other man in her mind.
It couldn’t be Antonio or anyone else except himself. He would never allow Caroline Jameson to like anyone even if she would live in his hatred all her life.
Bentley Shawn didn't even think about at the moment why he had such a crazy and domineering exclusive desire for Caroline Jameson?
He firmly believed that he hated her, so he would never think about why he cared her every move so much.
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