I Only Want You novel Chapter 209

Hearing this, she lowered her head and thought for a while. Then she looked up at him and asked softly, "Are you sure you want to sleep on the floor?"

After James asked that question, he kept shouting in his heart, "Come on, say no! Hurry up! Ask me to sleep on the bed!"

At this time, when he heard what she said, he knew that he had a chance. But he persisted in pretending to be ignorant, and then hypocritically asked, "Then... what else?"

He almost wanted to bite his tongue and commit suicide as soon as he asked.

What the f**k! His little wife had already asked in that way. What the hell is he trying to do? Maybe she has the same intention?"

Hey! Maybe he could ask again?

"Or..."

Before he could finish his words, Elizabeth directly pulled over the quilt on the bed and rolled it into a ball. Then she threw it at his face.

Elizabeth said sullenly, "Or, you can choose to go back to your room to sleep!"

James stared at her who suddenly got angry and forgot to take the quilt.

A corner of the quilt touched his face and then quickly fell to the floor. "YOU..."

Elizabeth glared at him, "If you want to sleep here, you can make a bed on your own. I won't help you!"

After that, she turned around and took out a new quilt from the cabinet. She shook it vigorously, and then directly lay down on the bed. She pulled the quilt over her and angrily lay with her back to him.

Because of her current position, James couldn't see her expression.

As soon as Elizabeth turned her back to him, she let out a deep breath of anger and frustration.

Was James a fool?

Hadn't she said enough to make him understand?

Interesting... As a woman, did he know that she had spent a lot of courage to ask such a question? Was it easy for her?

However, he couldn't understand what she meant!

He was the president of a Fortune 500 company! Why would he be so stupid about something like this?

He just wanted her to say shamelessly, "James, don't sleep on the floor. Just sleep with me?". Right?

He was dreaming!

He wanted to sleep on the floor! So be it!

Let him sleep on the floor!

James looked at Elizabeth's back and couldn't help but widen his eyes. Too surprised, he didn't even notice that the pillow in his arms fell to the floor. In his impression, she seemed to have never been so angry, nor had she ever treated him this way.

Did he... really just give the wrong answer?

He carefully recalled all the things just now. When he thought of the question she asked, "Are you sure you want to sleep on the floor?" his eyes suddenly lit up.

Yes, it seemed that she was angry after he answered this question, wasn't it?

Then she... was not going to let him sleep on the bed, right?

He suddenly remembered the words she said last night when she thought he was drunk. It was not because she didn't want to do that. She just didn't want to do that with him when he was drunk...

So... In fact, she was willing to let him lie in the same bed with her. And if he really wanted to have sex with her, she was willing to do that, wasn't she?

Thinking of this, he looked at the quilt that had fallen to the floor and then at her back. He couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth. His eyes were now as bright as stars.

But now, what should he say or do so that he could get on the bed in front of him without embarrassment and shame?