"It's my freedom to be with whoever I want, to have a meal or even to marry anyone of my choice, and you have no right to control my relationship with Kevin." She got even more excited as she spoke, not only her face but her neck and chest turned red after this fight.
There were flames of anger in her eyes.
Bryan stared at her still, with his fists clenched he made a laughing sound but looked extremely angry.
He raised his fist suddenly and threw it towards Shirley.
Shirley's red face turned white seeing this and her body frozen. She saw the fist coming onto her and closed her eyes.
"Bang!"
A loud sound landed beside her ears.
Shirley's body trembled. She didn't feel the pain she was expecting and she opened her eyes slowly.
She saw the man's arm crossed in front of her another arm landed on the back of the seat. His body was close to hers but didn't touch.
She could smell delicate mint tobacco from him and she was surrounded by his anger.
She was terrified, but he… shouted sarcastically the moment she raised her head to look at him. "Say it, continue your speech, you are not afraid of death aren't you? Continue your speech."
Shirley realized that his punch just now was only trying to frighten her.
Shirley's heart filled with anger thinking about how frightened she was just now and she put her hands on his chest to push him away. "Was it fun?"
But she failed. He pressed his lips against hers at the same time she pushed him.
"Hmmm…"
She opened her eyes widely struggling to get loose but he pressed his body against hers and locked her hands in between.
She couldn't move a tiny bit.
He kissed her passionately to ease his anger, only by doing this he felt that she belonged to him.
Even if he couldn't have her, he won't let any other man came close to her.
He lost himself seeing how gentle Kevin treated her tonight.
And now this woman provoked him further.
"Hmm, ah…" She fell towards his body out of a sudden and looked suffocated.
Bryan frowned and stared at her. He realized that she had a heart problem and immediately released her.
She lost all her energy and leaned onto him, her forehead was sweaty with her hands on her chest, she breathed heavily in difficulty.
"Paisley, are you having a heartache? Where's your pill?"
Bryan held her with one hand and looked for pills in the purse she threw away just now with another hand.
Her purse was different from an ordinary female's purse, there were no cosmetics but medical perfumes and pills.
He had seen her taking that pill before.
So he took out two tablets, put them into her mouth and fed her some water.
Shirley leaned on him like a depleted balloon after the medicines with tears gushing down her cheeks.
Every heartache reminded her of what happened six years ago.
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