She Killed My Ex novel Chapter 50

Chapter 50 To Kiss Her Lips Hard

The elevator doors parted with a loud "ding". Bentley held Caroline and rushed out. After running into the bedroom, he placed Caroline on the big bed and reached out to take off her wet clothes.

Bentley unbuttoned her clothes with his slender fingers one by one. The first layer she wore was a coat; the second layer was a shirt. And the third layer? Bentley frowned. Did she usually wear so much on such a hot day?

His index finger fell on the third layer, the long-sleeved underwear. Bentley was very puzzled why she wore long-sleeved cotton underwear under layers of clothes in summer.

However, he couldn't stand her in wet clothes.

Bentley sped up and peeled off her wet clothes. His gaze fell on her old and conservative bra, and he unhooked it without hesitation. Her breasts suddenly jumped out, which made him unable to breathe normally.

Soon, he turned around, took out his white shirt from the wardrobe, and dressed her.

All the movements were done in one go. Naturally, he didn't find the scar on her back waist.

Bentley put the shirt on her. When he just reached out to change her wet pants, Caroline suddenly started kicking, as if she was in a panic.

Whoosh!

Bentley looked up at the woman on the bed. Her eyes were still closed, and a look of horror appeared on her pale face in her sleep as if she was stimulated.

He moved his hand a little, and she became placid. Bentley doubtfully put his hand on her waist again, and sure enough, the look of horror reappeared on her face.

Unexpectedly, Bentley was kicked to the chin heavily. He stretched out and held her ankles tightly with his big palms. Finally, the foot that was kicking was held down.

Bentley held her ankle and stared at her sleeping face with his dark eyes, lost in thought. How could she be so sensitive to this action, even frightened?

While Bentley was meditating, Caroline fell into a nightmare again and began to talk nonsense.

"Delores, Delores, take me away, take me away..."

Bentley almost crushed her ankles with his big palms, and his dark eyes turned sharp. She called Deloris Sawyer so intimately. Was Deloris that good?

Bentley stared at Caroline. You can't get your wish. Want to ask Deloris to take you away? Want to elope with Deloris?

Not gonna happen!

"Delores"

Caroline was still talking nonsense.

Bentley's expression was getting colder and colder at the moment. What he was staring at was the tears falling from the corners of the woman's eyes on the bed.

She was weeping!

Whether it was three years ago or three years later, Bentley never saw Caroline shed tears for anyone in his memory!

For Deloris!

Somehow, when the name came to his mind, he had an impulse to destroy Deloris and then strangle the woman in person!

Bentley stared at the tears in the corner of her eye, saw them with his own eyes, fall into the pillow along her cheek, and turn into a wet point!

An eyesore!

Everything was an eyesore!

The pillow was an eyesore!

The bed sheet was an eyesore!

Her tears were more of an eyesore!