Chapter 48 Provocation
Seeing the faint anger in Edison's eyes, Gwenyth immediately regretted being more bark than bite. So, she said, "You don't have to take my words to heart."
"I do."
"Well..."
"Let's try another place."
Was he serious? Gwenyth struggled in panic, intending to get out of his arms. But he tightly wrapped his arms around her waist, picked her up, and strode toward the second floor with long legs.
"I apologize!"
She grabbed his clothes, kicked her legs in vain, and anxiously shouted, "I take back what I just said."
Edison lowered his head to glance at her, asking, "Are you afraid now?"
"Let me go!"
Edison ignored her yelling and walked straight up to the second floor. He didn't go to the bedroom but kicked open the door of the study. Then, he carried her in and pressed her on the table.
He changed the place but adopted the same posture.
...
Two hours later, Edison buckled his belt, sat on the couch, and lit a cigarette. While lazily puffing at it on the couch, he was staring at Gwenyth with his hawk-like eyes through the smoke.
She was paralyzed and lying motionless on the table. If she were not breathing, he would have thought she had died in orgasm.
He slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and coldly asked, "Do you still think I'm fast?"
Gwenyth wanted to harshly curse him but swallowed the filthy words back.
She pressed her hands on the table and slowly straightened up. But her legs were so weak that she couldn't stand steadily, so she fell to the ground.
Edison stared at her without any intention of coming over to help, and the look in his eyes was frivolous.
She had said he was the fastest man to mock him. At the thought of it, he sneered, "You seem to be very experienced."
Gwenyth didn't understand what he was talking about, so she just slowly sat up and straightened her skirt.
"Have you ever played with other men like this before?"
She coldly stared at him and asked, "What do you mean?"
"How many men have you slept with?"
"Asshole!" Gwenyth said through gritted teeth, got up from the ground, and staggered out.
After she went back to her bedroom and locked the door from the inside, her legs were still shaking badly, and she was covered in sweat. And she fell to the ground before she could reach the bed.
She was too lazy to move, so she simply lay on the ground. Remembering Edison's beast-like behavior, she took a deep breath and realized he was treating her as a plaything.
He liked to insult, tease, and have sex with her. He knew who she was but had never mentioned the past. He was pretending not to remember her.
Could time change a person? Edison was no longer the young master in her memory.
She didn't know how long she had been lying on the ground. But the sweat on her body was dry when she got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower. Then, she threw herself into the big bed, wrapped herself in the blanket, and fell into a deep sleep.
At eight pm, Edison didn't see Gwenyth leave her bedroom. She should have long come out to prepare dinner.
When he went to knock on the door, she did not respond. After he turned the doorknob, he found she had locked the door from inside.
Then, he fetched the key and opened the door. It was dark inside because the light was off. With the light from the corridor, he could vaguely see her curl up on the bed.
He fumbled on the wall and turned the light on.
Gwenyth was wrapped in a blanket and huddling herself into a small ball like a baby in a mother's womb, looking extremely insecure.
He walked over, stood by the bed, and called her. But she didn't respond. He sat on the bed, lightly patted her face, and said, "Wake up."
Gwenyth woke up but didn't open her eyes. She turned over, pulled the blanket over her head, and continued sleeping.
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