When Love Turns to Ashes (Beatrice and Caden) novel Chapter 149

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Chapter 149 Does It Not Matter Either? 

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Before Caden finished speaking, Beatrice fiercely resisted. 

All the grievances and resentments exploded at this moment, and she didn’t care about what he said. 

She only wanted to escape from him. 

“Uncle Caden, you didn’t have to tell me all this, I didn’t care! I didn’t care about Mr. Oscar, let alone you! I’ve had enough!” 

She shouted loudly, completely oblivious to the intense aura of danger in Caden’s eyes. 

Caden’s 

eyes were gloomy as he grabbed her chin and forcefully lifted it up, saying, “Don’t care?” 

Under his gaze, Beatrice still trembled slightly with fear, clenching her teeth before nodding forcefully. 

“Yes! No… um!” 

The man didn’t give her a moment to think, and before she could finish speaking, he grabbed her chin and kissed her like a gust of wind passing by. 

She raised her hand in resistance, but it was held down and pressed against the car window. The more she gripped, the tighter it became, and the wound in her palm began to throb faintly. 

He did it on purpose. 

He wanted to make her suffer. 

Beatrice groaned in pain, as the man’s breath grew increasingly scorching in front of her. 

He lowered his gaze and looked at her, his deep eyes seemed to devour her, intensifying the kiss, dominantly claiming her breath that belonged to him. 

Suddenly, the man stopped and half–supported his body, looking down at her from a higher position, with his semi–dry hair falling smoothly on his forehead. 

“Doesn’t this matter either?” 

“We are all adults, what’s the big deal, it’s just…” Beatrice retorted stubbornly. 

“What’s the big deal? Haven’t you done the same with others? Who? Oscar?” 

The man’s face turned terrifyingly dark, with his eyes half–closed and not a trace of light could 

penetrate. 

The falling shadow weighed heavily on Beatrice, making it difficult for her to breathe. 

She pursed her lips and forcefully turned her head, saying, “It’s none of your business!” 

“Huh.” 

She could even feel his terrifying presence. 

“You…bastard!” Beatrice’s voice seeped through her clenched teeth. 

“Who?” 

The man repeated in a hoarse tone, his hands still moving and seemingly not intending to stop. 

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Beatrice was panting heavily, glaring at Caden in anger. 

Even so, her appearance still captivated people. 

but 

With the burning redness at the corner of the eyes, a pair of misty eyes, wanting to cry holding back, the eyelashes trembling, even the rippling waves in the eyes make people feel ticklish. 

The damp shirt clung to the skin, partially covering and partially revealing, truly testing a man’s self–control. 

darkened, and his hand clenched into a fist, with even the knuckles turning white 

Caden’s eyes from the force. 

Finally, he closed his eyes and forcefully grabbed a dry towel to throw it to her. 

“Put on.” 

Beatrice paused, once again unable to see the man’s thoughts in front of her. But now she is not allowed to think either, she just wants to quickly wrap herself up with a towel. 

As I was pulling the towel, suddenly there came a loud “zila” sound in the previously quiet air. Beatrice had been wearing the same underwear for over a year when the strap broke just now due to her vigorous movements. 

Right in front of Caden. 

Whoosh! 

She pulled a towel over her body, and also… over her head. 

“Cough, cough…” 

Caden coughed hoarsely twice, and his clenched fist had already started to stiffen and ache. But still unable to hide the lingering warmth at the fingertips. 

I shouldn’t have tolerated it just now! 

The car stopped downstairs of Beatrice’s apartment building. 

Keith was about to get out of the car and open the door, but he was stopped by Caden. 

“Go to the trunk and get some spare 

clothes.” 

“Yes.” 

Keith quickly handed the clothes to Caden through the car door slit. 

He stood outside and looked at the sky, sighing, “Do I have to be on guard against him like I would against a sexual predator? It’s a bit disheartening.” 

Beatrice was so embarrassed that Caden wrapped her up in a coat from head to toe and carried her upstairs. 

Who knew, just as I was about to open the door, I ran into the neighbor who had come back from 

qvertime work. 

Beatrice directly covered the towel in her hand over Caden’s head, and Keith, who was standing