Flirted Wrong, Married Right-Chapter 621: I Only Love Myself
In the bathroom, Evelyn Clayton tried her best to suppress the sound of vomiting, feeling as if the world were spinning, her vision dimming in waves.
She didnβt know how long it took for the nausea to finally subside.
She sat on the floor, staring blankly at the ceiling. ππ£π²ππ¨π²ππ»πΌπ―π²π.π°ππ¦
After a long time, Evelyn opened her mouth in a silent, bitter smile.
A few minutes later, regaining some strength, Evelyn stood up from the floor, looking at her slightly red eyes in the mirror.
She closed her eyes, took a few deep breaths to calm her frantic heartbeat, and only after a long while did she open the door to go out.
As soon as she stepped out, she saw James Grant standing at the doorway with an inscrutable expression.
James looked deeply at her, his eyes filled with indescribable emotions.
"What on earth is wrong with you?" James didnβt miss the redness in Evelynβs eyes, "Are youβ"
"Nothingβs wrong with me." Evelyn interrupted James.
Her voice was cold and emotionless, "I told you, I donβt like turtle soup anymore. No matter how much I used to like it, I donβt like it now, I hate the taste now."
After speaking, Evelyn slightly raised her eyes, staring at James, "Do you understand?"
Jamesβs hand at his side clenched tightly.
Evelynβs gaze was calm and indifferent, but like a knife, it pierced deeply into his chest.
The pain made even breathing difficult for a moment.
How could he not understand the implications of Evelynβs words?
She was resisting him, hating him.
She could never go back to how things were with him.
This realization was unbearable for James.
He suddenly raised his hand, gripping Evelynβs neck with his palm.
Evelyn showed a peculiar smile, raising an eyebrow with a cold sneer, "What, Director Grant, you canβt bear it already? Then I must say the ugly words ahead of time, no matter how long you keep me locked up, my attitude towards you will remain the same."
Jamesβs hand was trembling lightly, and after a long time, he fiercely kissed Evelynβs lips.
In this kiss, Evelyn felt Jamesβs desperation.
Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, but she neither resisted nor responded.
Until Jamesβs lips temporarily parted.
Before Evelyn could react, James had already picked her up horizontally.
The sudden lack of ground made Evelyn feel a surge of insecurity; her pupils shook slightly as she gritted her teeth, "Let me go, James!"
However, James paid her no mind, carrying her upstairs to the second floor.
Entering the dark bedroom, James kicked the door shut and threw Evelyn onto the bed.
Evelynβs body sank into the soft bed, and before she could get up, James pressed down on her.
The increasingly heated kisses fell on her lips, neck, and then slowly trailed downward...
Evelyn sensed Jamesβs passion, but she was extremely afraid.
Just as Jamesβs hand reached her buttons, Evelyn shivered, pushing him away forcefully.
Without thinking, in the darkness, Evelyn raised her hand and slapped James across the face.
The crisp slap sounded especially loud in the night.
Evelyn trembled all over, seeing Jamesβs slightly red eyes through the moonlight outside the window.
Both of them remained in a standoff like that.
After a long time, James got up, standing by the bed, looking down at Evelyn.
"Evelyn Clayton..." Jamesβs voice was hoarse, "You never loved me, did you?"
He didnβt understand, if Evelyn had truly loved him, why would she be so resistant to him.
"Thatβs right, I never loved you, I never loved anyone." Evelyn moved further into the bed, to the corner, keeping a wide distance from James.
"I only love myself."
