"I don’t... don't like it,” Sabrina’s words were a little contradictory to her feelings.
She had a feeling as if her private thoughts had been spied on by him. She had never had anything luxurious when growing up. Necessities were already a problem, let alone having any jewelry.
The only jewelry she had was given to her by Grace, but she had already placed that by Grace's tomb.
It would be false to say that women did not like gold and silver jewelry.
Sabrina was only an ordinary person, so she also liked them.
The man dragged her in with both his arms. His cold lips with greenish-black stubbles leaned closer and closer to her. His voice was deep and mellow. "If you didn't like this bracelet, then why were you appreciating it with such fondness? You... were not being honest."
Sabrina was speechless.
"Do you know what kind of method I would use to punish you for not being honest?" Sebastian's voice was cold.
However, it was extremely compelling.
Sabrina's thoughts were all messed up by him. She
could only answer obediently, "I... I like it, could you... put me down?"
Sebastian sneered.
He did not speak but brought her into his large family room instead.
His room showcased the taste of a successful man, and every corner was exuding the aura of a matured man.
Sabrina felt more and more head over heels infatuated in such an atmosphere.
She did not even know when he had placed her down on his big bed.
Her hands were pinned at her sides by him. He looked at her from above and questioned her, "Since you liked this pair of rare items, then why did you contradict your feelings and wanted to return it to me once we left the old residence?"
"Did you like the bracelet, but didn't want to be Mrs. Ford?" 1
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