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Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1885

Chapter 1885: The Unmanageable Kind

After leaving Reese's room, Vicki returned to the villa where she currently resided. Luther had offered them temporary accommodation, a cluster of villas similar to a resort, each person in their own, not too far away, but still quite convenient.

Returning to their temporary home, she noticed the shoes placed at the door, confirming that Felix had indeed returned.

Vicki raised her voice at the doorway, calling out, "Felix?"

However, no one answered her. Clearly, Felix had returned, yet he was ignoring her. He had been consistently irritable since leaving the hospital, and it was the kind that was hard to pacify.

Vicki realized that her usual ways of dealing with him were no longer effective. In the past, when Felix had been moody, she would push him down, they would sleep it off, and everything would be resolved the next day.

But this time, it didn't work!

The day he came back from the hospital, she couldn't wait, and despite being careful due to his wounds, they indulged their desires for a long time.

Afterward, she thought everything had been resolved.

Little did she know, the next day he was still moody, intentionally ignoring her, speaking to her with indifference, and refusing to sleep with her.

This went on for several days, each day the same.

Today, Vicki had finally had enough. After sorting out the mess with Seren and dealing with a bunch of other issues, she was exhausted every day, and now she had to pacify a man at home. She couldn't handle it. She kicked her shoes off and stormed into the villa, heading straight to the study upstairs.

Sure enough, Felix had returned; he was currently in the study, working on his computer, doing goodness knows what.

"Felix, I called you at the door; don't tell me you didn't hear me. The house isn't that big, and my voice isn't that low," Vicki said, unable to hide her usual icy expression, clearly angry.

Felix looked up from his computer. "I did respond; you just didn't hear me," he retorted.

Vicki strode forward and forcefully closed his laptop. "Felix, have you had enough of this? This petulance has been going on for days. What exactly do you want? At the hospital, didn't I explain everything? You didn't say anything then. Didn't you understand everything? What exactly are you upset about now?"

Felix's beautiful eyes locked onto hers, the corner of his lips curling in a seductive manner. "Not bad, there's progress. At least you can see that I'm angry."

Vicki retorted, "..."

"Good, keep getting angry," Felix said as he walked out from behind the desk in the study, coming up to Vicki. Seeing her disheveled hair, he raised his hand to tidy it for her.

"You know I'm angry, and you're aware that you're being petulant. Are you done? Enough," Vicki suddenly pushed Felix until he was against the desk, with nowhere to retreat.

Felix gazed at her heaving chest, her figure ample, the rise and fall of her chest due to anger was incredibly enticing. He couldn't help but swallow hard. Her face was slightly flushed due to anger, even though the air conditioning was on in the house, she still had a thin layer of sweat on her, emitting a fatally tempting and unique scent.

"Vicki, I like seeing you angry," Felix paused, "It's better than when you were cold towards me before. You should be fiery like this. Not indifferent to me. This way, I can feel your presence."

"Are you out of your mind?" Vicki felt the surge of anger rush to her head. This man had been playing tricks for days just to deliberately provoke her? It was simply unreasonable.

She pressed against his chest, directly pushing him onto the desk. "Felix, are you unsatisfied? Just say it. Don't beat around the bush; I don't have time to play with you."

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