Substitute Her to Love You novel Chapter 313

Holding a hairdryer, I couldn't help but feel that my hands shaking a little. To make myself look less panicked, I looked away and continued to blow my hair.

After a while, I felt that Shelton wrapped his arms around my waist.

Sensing this, I trembled.

Without moving, I sat there and continued to blow my hair.

Shelton kissed my wet hair, my neck, and my shoulder.

I, who probably was too nervous, forgot to move my hand holding the hairdryer. It wasn't until the hot wind burned my scalp that I realized it.

I quickly turned off the hairdryer.

Without the sound of the hairdryer, it was quiet in the whole room all of a sudden.

Without the disruption of the hairdryer, Shelton got closer to me and tightened his arms around my waist with more force.

Sitting there with a stiff back, I dared not move at all.

A moment later, Shelton began to unbutton my casual clothes and kissed me more and more fervently.

With my back to him, I closed my eyes. I had been expecting what would happen next.

Shelton unbuttoned my top one by one...

After removing my home clothes, he found that there was a bottoming shirt inside.

Behind me, he suddenly said with a chuckle, "Are you so wary of me?"

"I... I'm cold." I gritted my teeth.

I wasn't even convinced by my lie.

"Oh." Hearing my words, Shelton asked tentatively, "So, can I remove it now?"

Sitting there, I had never been so torn.

I didn't want to be stripped naked by Shelton.

I wondered if others were the same as me.Facing the one I didn't love, I didn't want to have intercourse with him.

I didn't feel anything at all.

At this moment, I could only feel his kissing horrible and disgusting.

I felt nothing else.

Even if I didn't speak, Shelton began to make a move by himself. I felt a chill in my abdomen.

And my bottoming shirt had been rolled up.

I closed my eyes and didn't move, waiting for his next move.

Time ticked by.

However, I no longer felt any chill on my abdomen.

On the contrary, he rolled down my bottoming shirt.

I opened my eyes and looked through the mirror, only to see that Shelton didn't make any further move. Sitting behind me, he smiled helplessly while holding me in his arms, "Seeing you so desperate and helpless as if you were waiting for your sentence, I indeed can't bear to force you."

"I'm sorry..."

I looked down and apologized to him.

I was afraid that he would be angry or disappointed.

I wanted to live. I wanted to see Patrick safe and sound. And I wanted to protect Glenn.

"It's okay." Shelton pulled the quilt away, saying, "Go to sleep. I'll only sleep with you in my arms. Is that okay?"

His voice was gentle. He could have coerced me. But h asked my opinion instead.

It was as if nothing had changed.

I nodded, "Let me dry my hair first."

As I said that, I picked up the hairdryer. As I was about to turn it on, he grabbed the hairdryer from my hand and said, "I'll help you."

I was a little surprised.

With a hairdryer in his hands, Shelton helped me dry my hair little by little.

He did it gently.

Seeing this, I recalled the time when he had helped me wash my hair.

If I hadn't known those things and what had happened today, I probably would have been willing to accept him.

What a pity.

There were no ifs.