Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering-Chapter 977 - 974: Tear That Bitch’s Mouth Off (Part 3)
"Eva Nightingale, hurry up and give me back the rose you’re holding!" Sophie Linwood glared fiercely and reached out to snatch the flower from Eva’s arms, trying to seize it so she could go to the next room and chat up Lucas Knight. Hmph, she could tell that the man’s identity was definitely not simple.
Eva held the flowers, and when Sophie forcefully snatched at them, Eva suddenly let go. As a result, the other party, clutching the flowers, fell onto the ground.
The rose flowers were snatched and ruined!
Sophie Linwood face-planted as she fell. Eva had deliberately let go and even pushed her a little, causing her to twist her ankle in her high heels and scream out loud: "Ah—"
"My leg is going to break!"
"It hurts so much!"
Others only saw Sophie Linwood snatch the flowers and then fall to the ground, clutching them.
Eva smirked, "Sophie Linwood, I advise you to be kind, or else..." you’ll bear the consequences.
The incident of being drugged last night, Eva would certainly investigate thoroughly. She was never one to leave revenge unsettled, and that discomfort last night, Sophie Linwood should taste it too, and experience it.
Eva planned to deal with Sophie Linwood and then return to Eastern Europe, but unexpectedly, her stay in Z Country this time would be quite long.
...
Eva went to have a meal and returned to the hotel; by then Sophie Linwood had been sent to the hospital, her ankle swollen from the fall.
With a room card in hand, she opened the door.
Just as she was about to enter, her wrist was gripped, and that force pulled her, dragging her into the next room.
Sensing a strange male presence, she frowned and looked up; the scent was not only unfamiliar but also somewhat... familiar.
"W-what are you doing?"
"What’s your name?" Lucas Knight forcibly pressed her against the wall, staring at her with displeasure, given last night’s... Had he known she was entangled with so many men, he certainly wouldn’t have mercifully left her in the room overnight, nor saved her... given her oxygen to breathe.
"What’s wrong?" she asked, mocking him, "Last night you couldn’t! Now you dare to flirt with me? Can you even..." she confirmed he was gay because last night he didn’t touch her.
But because he saved her, and she mistakenly entered the wrong room and even broke the lock on his door, she left him a cheque as compensation!
Intending to clear things up.
Who knew, now he’s pulling her again, dragging her into his room, roughly pressing down on her—what does he want?
"Is the money... not enough for you?"
"I’ll add more, will that work, hmm?"
"Let go of me quickly, this really hurts!"
He must be a brute, he just squeezed her wrist, and it’s swollen directly. Even now, it’s still terribly painful.
Though she knew a bit of martial arts, dealing with ordinary people wasn’t a problem, but she couldn’t possibly match him!
Considering previous management, he was a man of unfathomable depth, cunning and devious, yet also skilled!
She dared not call him a cute puppy!
Speaking of which though, cute puppy, quite a pleasant term, isn’t it?
"This really hurts, can you loosen up a bit?"
She struggled and rubbed against his confinement, but still couldn’t escape his grasp.
Such strength!
He wouldn’t let go, she was pressed tightly against the wall, unable to move. If not for having seen him a few times, this position almost made her think... she was about to be forcibly pinned by a boyfriend!
