I Only Want You novel Chapter 80

Closer!

And even closer!

Elizabeth Liang's big and glistening eyes were impossibly widened as she stared blankly at James Lu approaching her face.

Was...

Was he going to kiss her?

What should she do? Should she refuse? Or accept him?

An intense battle was happening in her mind, but that didn't stop her body from reacting honestly. Looking at James's handsome face getting closer and closer, Elizabeth tightly shut her eyes, even though her nose was still bleeding everywhere and looked disastrous.

James was much taller than Elizabeth. Even as he leaned down, he could see every single one of her movements and expressions.

When his lips were about two inches away from hers, a thought flashed across his mind. What was wrong with him? Why did he have the ridiculous thought of kissing her? Why did he want to kiss this stupid and idiotic woman who was literally bleeding from her nose?

There was a bloody smell in the air.

James paused and suppressed the weird irritation in his heart. He curled his thin lips a little and said, "Elizabeth!"

"Hmm?" Elizabeth nervously clenched her fists and answered him dumbly.

James's breath gently touched Elizabeth's cheeks. It felt a little tickly, but also somewhat numbing at the same time.

"Hoo—" He blew at her and sneered. "Why are you closing your eyes? Do you think that I'm going to kiss you?"

"Huh?" Elizabeth opened her eyes and looked at him in confusion, she looked silly yet also very cute.

"Damn it!" James cursed quietly and immediately let her go. He turned around and walked two steps away from her as he quietly inhaled.

Why was this little dumba*s looking at him with such an adorably stupid expression?!

Did she have any idea how hard it was to hold himself back?

"..." Elizabeth took a step back because of his movements.

When she firmly found her footing, she looked at him and was about to speak, but suddenly realized that there was a bloody taste in her mouth. She froze and then frantically covered her mouth with her hand.

Elizabeth was embarrassed and anxious, upset by knowing that she must look pathetic and ugly right now.

Why did she always have to make a fool of herself in front of James? "Why are you still standing there, you idiot?!" James angrily shouted, "Raise your head!"

"Okay..."

Elizabeth obediently raised her head, but there were still red stains between her fingers. James frowned, took off his shirt, and threw it on her. "Wipe yourself with this."

James stopped interacting with her after that. He turned around and took out a cigarette from his pant pocket, then began taking one long drag after another.

Elizabeth held the shirt he threw over to her in her hands. She was a little stunned, but her heart felt warm. She was staring at the bronze skin on his back when she realized that her nose, which had cooled down a little, was heating up again.

Shocked, Elizabeth hurriedly turned around to avoid looking at him.

When she finally managed to control her nosebleed, she turned back to him with a lowered head. "I... I'm fine now..."

James had also calmed down a little. When he heard her, he dropped his third half- finished cigarette onto the ground. "Let's go."

"But..." Elizabeth looked down at the white shirt in her hands which she had painted all over with her blood. She looked upset as she said, "Your shirt's ruined, what..."

"I don't want it!"

"But you're..." She pointed at him, embarrassed. "You're just gonna go out like this?" Completely shirtless?

James glanced at the jacket beside him. "I have a jacket. Let's go!1' He couldn't suffer through another second here!

"Oh!" Elizabeth nodded. "I'll... I'll wash it for you... when we get home!"

James frowned, then turned around and looked at Elizabeth's nose and lips which were still slightly stained red. He sighed and said, "Throw it away!"

James looked away from her, then picked up his jacket and gave it a shake. Just as he was about to put it on, what looked like a stiff piece of paper fell out from one of the pockets.

"You dropped something!" Elizabeth shouted.

She bent down to pick it up as she said this, but James was faster.

He immediately picked up the object and looked somewhat uneasy as he quickly hid it behind him. "Mind your own business!"

F*ck! That dumba*s almost picked it up! It was the photo of her! Who knew what she would've thought of him! Good thing he was so agile and had lightning reflexes!

James turned around and stuffed the photo inside the inner breast pocket before putting the jacket on. His heart was still beating out of his chest from the incident just now.

He was annoyed and agitated by this feeling. Looking at the drawing board on the side, he stepped forward and released the clip, then pulled out his self-portrait that he drew every single line and stroke of all while holding Elizabeth's hand. He declared ruthlessly, "I'm taking this!"

"What?" Elizabeth was still holding his dirty clothes, and felt pissed when she heard this. "I have to hand that in today!"