When Love Turns to Ashes (Beatrice and Caden) novel Chapter 435

Chapter 435 

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The flat seats were not spacious enough, even for Caden alone, it was still barely enough. 

Now, with Beatrice added, their bodies were almost pressed tightly together. 

The man’s slightly higher body temperature scalded her, and she dared not move at all. A thin layer of sweat inexplicably crawled up her back. Beatrice pursed her lips and pretended to be calm as she reasoned, “Uncle Caden, according to the regulations, I am not a first–class so I cannot stay here.” 

She was about to get up as she spoke. 

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However, a hand was placed on her waist, pressing her back into her seat. 

As soon as Beatrice lifted her gaze, she met Caden’s burning eyes. She felt a bit flustered and struggled to stand up with her legs. Little did she know, he squinted his eyes and hooked his long legs, pressing down her legs. 

Beatrice stared wide–eyed, bent down, and pulled the curtain down, hiding their figures in the darkness. 

“Um.” 

Beatrice dared not make a sound, but the friction sound of the fabric was still filled with ambiguity. 

After a moment, Caden finally let go of her and restrained his voice before slowly speaking, “I upgraded your cabin, take a rest.” 

“Hmm?” 

“You get off me first,” Beatrice gritted her teeth, her body temperature unusually high. 

“Do you want to see if I didn’t want to go down?” 

Caden lowered his gaze and looked somewhere… 

Beatrice followed Caden’s gaze and discovered that her sweater had caught on his belt. 

As soon as he moved even a little, her clothes would be lifted up. 

In a panic, Beatrice reached out to pull her sweater, and accidentally touched the wrong place. 

The next second, her wrist was grabbed by a man. 

The man tightly pursed his lips, revealing a captivating depth in the dimness, like a restrained beast. 

Word by word, he warned, “Don’t move.” 

After Beatrice noticed the changes in his body, her eyes widened, sweat started to appear on her forehead, and she became even more frantic as she pulled at her clothes. 

“My clothes…” 

Click. 

The belt buckle was undone.