Bumpkin’s Rich Handsome Husband novel Chapter 845

Just as Shirley was hitting the man, she saw that it was Skyler. Now that she saw the gentleman whom she was so in love with, Shirley took the initiative to cup his face and kiss him, after which was history. The next thing she knew was that it was morning, and she was lying in Skyler's arms. Apart from feeling sore everywhere, she felt something was off. Looking down, she realized that his manhood was still inside of her.

Although a year had passed since the ungodly incident, she still felt embarrassed whenever she thought about it.

"Did you think you don't have to take responsibility since it was an incident?" As Skyler spoke, he grabbed her wrist and dragged her toward the bedroom. "Come, I think we need to talk!"

"Hey, Skyler. W-What are you doing? Can't we talk in the living room? Why should we head to the bedroom?!" Shirley tried to struggle out of his grip, but Skyler was too strong. Thus, not only couldn't she swat his hand away, but her wrist was also hurting from his vise-like grip.

When they entered the bedroom, Skyler grabbed her by the shoulder and forced her to sit on the bed. Then, he took off one of his shoes, stepped on the bed, propped his elbow against his knee, and grabbed her chin. "Since you want to set things clear between us, why don't you tell me how you will be responsible for this matter? Hmm?"

Hearing his words, Shirley thought that he was kidding. However, judging by his solemn expression, she knew that he was serious. "It has been a year, though," she mumbled.

"It's only been ten months and twenty-one days. Since when did it become one year?" Skyler blew on her cheeks on purpose, causing her hair to fly and stick to her cheek, making her look adorable.

"Oh…" Shirley didn't expect him to remember it so clearly. Many thoughts flashed across her mind, and she quickly found an excuse. "You have so many women surrounding you, so I'm sure it's normal for you to have slept with many of them. Don't tell me you'll take responsibility for each and every one of them?"

Judging by his means, she wondered if he had slept with other women just to be rich.

When Skyler heard her words, his face turned grim. Then, he released her chin and gripped his knuckles tightly. "Am I a playboy to you?" As he spoke, he probed her chest with his fingers.

At that, Shirley shook her head.

Just as Skyler's expression softened when he saw her reaction, she announced, "It's not only me. Everyone in Bloomstead knows this."

Say what? Skyler gritted his teeth and sneered, "Don't think of me as such a person. Even if it's true, I'll be the one f*cking others, not the other way around. If they want to sleep with me, they have to pay me for it." Then, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Have you thought about how much you'd be paying me?"

"Money? I have it." Shirley was serious. Immediately, she reached for her phone, but then she realized she didn't have it with her. Hence, she tilted her head and bit her lip as she thought about it. "I have a combined of almost one million and two thousand in my savings account and PayPal. Is it enough for you?"

At this moment, Skyler was frustrated to the point where he would crush his teeth by gritting them too hard. "What makes you think I am only worth a million for a night?" He suppressed the urge to choke her and continued, "If I were to sleep with a woman, I would give her five hundred million."

"Five hundred million? That much? I-If that's so, shouldn't you be giving me five hundred million for the time we did it at Brennan Manor?" She found a loophole in his claims, beating him to it before he blackmailed her.

When Skyler heard her words, he chuckled sinisterly. This lady sure has a good imagination.