My Billionaire Mom novel Chapter 248

It was dark in the elevator.

Quinn, who was teased by Chuck, got particularly mad. "Can you stop being so disgusting?"

Chuck shrugged. He was only joking, of course, he would not touch her. He thought that such a woman was out of his league.

Although Quinn's figure was good, she had already said that she didn't like anything to do with someone who was younger than her. Hence, why should Chuck be so shameless? What difference would it be from raping her?

Besides, Chuck didn't like Quinn's character.

Chuck did not speak, and the elevator was particularly quiet. However, Chuck heard Quinn panting. Chuck asked, "President Miller, what's wrong with you?"

"Who told you to call me president?" Quinn's voice was as cold as ice.

Chuck could tell that her voice was not quite right. What was she doing?

"Fine, fine, I won't call you that anymore. What's wrong with you?" Chuck then thought, "Could it be that she is afraid of being in a dark and enclosed area?"

That could be it. Chuck took out his mobile phone and turned on the flashlight. When he saw the sweat on Quinn's forehead, Quinn was glaring at him as well.

"I'm okay," Quinn's voice changed a little.

"Just say what you want to say. Don't be afraid. Someone will come and fix the elevator soon," Chuck shrugged his shoulders. He was not afraid of these things.

"Yeah." Quinn was a little tangled, she whispered, "Say something. I'm not used to staying in this kind of place."

Chuck didn't have anything to say, except for words to flirt with her. Under such circumstances, Chuck didn't have the mood anymore.

"You think what I say is disgusting," Chuck told the truth.

"Then why can't you say something that's not disgusting, just anything else?" Quinn asked.

"Beg me, then I'll speak," Chuck said as he stared at her in the dark.

"You're so disgusting," Quinn uttered as she walked to the side. She did not want to stay near to Chuck. Did he really ask her to beg just for him to speak?

Chuck then retorted, "Didn't you ask me to beg last time? I begged, too."

Quinn looked over and said, "It was what you ought to do anyway."

Her words were too overbearing, and Chuck complained, "You are being too unreasonable. Who would want to be your boyfriend? Do they also have to beg you to get you to cooperate in bed as well?"

"What is in your head all day long?" Quinn fumed.

Chuck shrugged, "Between men and women, these thoughts are normal. Haven't you ever thought about it?"

Quinn felt as if she was choked by his words, but she did not have the confidence to fight back. For the past few days, she had been dreaming about it, causing her to break down. Why was she thinking of that? Was it just because she was saved by this little man twice, and she just a kind of fancy him already? Quinn could not even figure it out.

"You didn't refute. That means you do too," Chuck smiled and approached. It was only human nature. Last night, Chuck had also dreamed of Auntie Logan.

Seeing Chuck's aggressiveness, Quinn got angrier. "Shut up."

"Haha," Chuck laughed. So, she really had those thoughts? Well, since Quinn was already at the age of 30, it was normal for her to have them.

"What are you laughing at?" Quinn stared at Chuck.

Chuck smiled without saying anything, but when he saw that Quinn's face was getting a little pale, he stopped joking. "Don't be afraid, someone will come to save us soon."

"Who is afraid?" Quinn turned around, her volume softened unconsciously.

She felt Chuck approaching, and Quinn said, "Don't get so close to me."

Chuck said, "Did you forget that you still owe me two nights?"

"I didn't," she replied.

"Consider it my bad luck. I'll give you a hug, consider this as once." Chuck didn't want Quinn to collapse in such a place.

There was no need for him to see this as well. He heard that this kind of phobia was very difficult to deal with and would gradually crush her mentality. Had Quinn ever been abused under such circumstances when she was younger?

"Don't touch me." Quinn struggled, but Chuck just held her in his arms and didn't do anything. Quinn stopped struggling, and her restless heart was much more at ease.

Indeed, this kind of environment reminded her of her childhood. She was locked up in the school by her classmates and she had to curl up and cry through the night alone.

That night was difficult for a ten-year-old Quinn to forget. And the current situation reminded Quinn of that night.