CHAPTER 162: CHAPTER 162: I ACCEPT YOUR CONFESSION (PART 3)

"Now, are you sure?"

Hearing his voice, Vera Wave snapped back to reality and realized what she was doing, hurriedly pulling back her tip-toed feet.

Did she actually kiss him voluntarily?!

"I’m sorry, I..."

Kris Cooper tilted his lips, speaking with a proud tone, "Are you confessing to me?"

This... was this confessing to him?!

Well, yes, when a girl kisses a guy voluntarily, what else could it be if not a confession?

What on earth happened just now? She originally wanted to express to him that she wasn’t ready for a relationship, so how did she end up kissing him...

"I... I’m leaving now."

Noticing Kris Cooper’s smiling face in front of her, her heart panicked. Without thinking more about what was wrong with herself, she turned around quickly, holding her keys ready to open the door.

With her heart in chaos, she fumbled with the keys for quite a while without finding the right direction. The man had already stepped forward, standing behind her, reaching out to hold her small hand. Kris Cooper casually pushed forward, inserting the key into the lock.

Feeling his large hand covering her own, Vera’s whole arm went weak until he turned the key back, waking her up enough to turn her face to thank him.

"Thank... um..."

She had just said one word of thanks when her lips were sealed by him.

The man’s presence immediately enveloped her, and the kiss was domineering and wild. In just a few moments, her sense was consumed by his passion, leaving her only clutching his shirt, gasping for breath.

Even her breathing was under his control, and she completely lost herself, feeling the man’s hand slipping under her clothes, she couldn’t help but let out a soft moan.

Crash!

The documents she was holding slipped out of her hands, scattering all over the floor.

Vera snapped back to reality, hurriedly pushing away Kris Cooper, who had begun to kiss her collarbone, bending down to pick up the papers on the floor.

Kris Cooper also crouched down, helping her gather the papers and handing them to her. Accidentally touching his palm, her little heart started racing again.

"Uh... see you tomorrow!"

Taking the documents from his hand, she hastily pushed her room door open, dashed inside, and shut the door.

A coolness on her neck.

Vera raised her hand to touch her neck, feeling only damp skin, her chest full of strange sensations, with her bra clasp already undone, she was completely defenseless.

That guy, he wasn’t just kissing her; he clearly intended to have his way with her on the stairs.

Behind her, a knock on the door sounded.

"Too... too late, I need to sleep now," she said hoarsely.

"I just wanted to tell you something," Kris Cooper said from outside the door.

"Speak... speak through the door, I can hear you."

She truly didn’t have the courage to let him in; who knew what more he would do.

There was a brief silence outside the door, then the man’s voice came clearly from outside.

"I accept your confession; from now on, I’m your boyfriend. I won’t stay here tonight, see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow," she replied breathlessly, suddenly realizing, and hurriedly opening the door, "Wait, Kris Cooper, I’m not..."

Across from her, the door was tightly closed, and the sound of a car engine came from downstairs. She rushed down only to see the taillights already exiting the neighborhood exit.

Is this a joke? Why isn’t he staying here tonight of all times?

She... she wasn’t even confessing; she was just...

Heavens, she didn’t even know what she was doing.

Vera turned around and went back upstairs.

Andre Colin once said that her appearances weren’t hallucinations but memories from the past.

Could it be that what she just saw were her past memories?