CHAPTER 60: CHAPTER 60: ANNELISE WINTER, YOU OWE ME A CHILD

His voice was husky, dangerously lethal, not giving her a moment to catch her breath.

He didn’t even let his soaked body touch hers.

Annelise was too cold, trembling all over, "No... I have nothing to do with him, nor do I plan to marry him..."

She didn’t want to be misunderstood, she could only endure the trembles to defend herself, "I thought it was a colleague from next door, but I didn’t expect it to be him! I wanted to resist but couldn’t!"

Her voice carried a sob,

That post-traumatic fear burst out mixed with the icy spray of water.

Annelise was choking up, unable to speak.

The shower finally stopped.

The man’s tense body finally pressed close, wet.

They could almost feel each other’s warmth.

Annelise bit her lip hard, keeping herself from losing control and making a sound, until Elias Warner’s scorching breath sprayed onto her neck.

"You better not be lying to me!"

Annelise painfully closed her eyes, "Elias Warner, have you been drinking?"

Droplets of water rolled down beside her ear, mingling at her lips, with a salty taste that Annelise couldn’t distinguish between water and her tears.

This enticing, forbidden feeling was driving her insane.

Yet, damnably, she greedily wanted to have it.

If this were a dream, she wished it would never end.

She turned her breath sideways, trying to find his face, wanting to see his expression for once, "Elias Warner, was today’s dinner with your girlfriend disappointing? Why come to me? Does your girlfriend know you came to see me?"

Her heart felt so sour, so despicable, despicably wanting to disregard everything and possess him.

"Can’t I come to collect a debt?" His Adam’s apple rolled, pinching her face, the two of them were so miserable.

Yet the man’s self-control was frighteningly strong, even though Annelise was stark naked in his arms, he refused to touch her.

Annelise’s eyes nearly overflowed with tears, feeling his coldness, "This can’t be!"

She tried to struggle, "This is an apartment, you just barged in like this, someone will definitely see! What if there are rumors tomorrow..."

She wasn’t afraid of gossip, but she didn’t want Elias Warner to be stained because of associating with her.

Even if it was for collecting a debt.

But Elias Warner didn’t listen to her, "My business is none of your concern!"

He harshly pinched her waist with one hand, his eyes filled with scarlet, his whole body unbearably uncomfortable.

"From now on, don’t let me see any other men around you! Otherwise, I’ll definitely kill you!"

He warned, word by word, "Annelise, I originally planned to let you go."

"Five years! You’re really not that important to me anymore! But you just had to come provoke me again!"

"Did you even consider the consequences when you dared to abort my child?"

He squeezed her jaw, forcing her to look back awkwardly as Annelise stubbornly turned around in his embrace.

Her cold fingers moved up his chest, past his sharp Adam’s apple, to his chin, and his tightly pressed thin lips.

Her eyes were red, her voice choking.

"Elias Warner, wasn’t it good that the child was aborted? For a woman who plays with your feelings, surely you wouldn’t want me to come find you with a child to force a marriage after five years, right?"

Her fingers lingered by his lips, only to be suddenly grasped.

His large hand clutched hers tightly.

His eyes swirled with overwhelming emotions, tightly locking on her.

Annelise raised her head to look at him, her gaze also reflected in his, as if wanting to peer into his depths, "If, just if, I gave birth to the child, and brought her to you when you returned, what would you do?"

Elias Warner lowered his eyes, tightly holding her neck from behind, gritting his teeth, "No ifs! Annelise, you shouldn’t have aborted my child!"

So much that’s unforgivable!

From when she said she had been pregnant, to when she let him go to another woman on the plane, then left during tonight’s dinner, and to her with Herbert Alden.

Seeing Herbert Alden bully her at that moment, he didn’t expect himself to be so unable to bear it!

Wishing to tear him to pieces, disregarding everything!

"You owe me a child!"

Annelise’s nose was sour and bitter, she gave up struggling, just looking at him that way.

Knowing she shouldn’t fall deeper, knowing a bottomless abyss lay ahead.

Knowing he already had a socially matching fiancée.

Yet she couldn’t help but indulge him, "Alright, then tell me, how should I repay?"

"From now on, everything of yours, I decide."

His deep eyes like an obscure sea, "Six million, plus a child, Annelise, how will you repay?"

Even after being drenched just now, the man before her still burned like a furnace.

His powerful arm supported against the wall, the other hand tightly holding hers, never loosening.

That ambiguous posture.

That cold, abstinent face, the whole person trapping her beneath.

Just like five years ago, he was five years older, mature and steady, typically calm and reserved, strangers kept away, yet she brought him down from the pedestal.

Now, unwilling to have his emotions deceived, he demanded her to repay the debts she owed.

Provoking him, she couldn’t escape unscathed, she had to face the consequences.

The dark gaze traveled from her eyes, all the way down, landing on her lips.

The tender lips were bitten devoid of any color, where it should have been enticingly red.

Wanting to paint it with color, even her breath became scorching.

Wanting her, to endure the storm.

Wanting to swallow her breath, her everything.

Such a lingering, heated gaze, how could Annelise not feel it.

Her whole body was weak, her heart trembling.

"Elias Warner, I don’t want to be the mistress, nor repay in flesh!"

They shouldn’t be like this...

This had already exceeded the safe distance completely.

This sentence made the newly improving atmosphere plummet instantly.

Elias Warner’s eyes shot out cold, the lingering dense emotions disappeared entirely, his large hand ruthlessly covered those enticing eyes, "So unwilling? What if I insist?"

The alcohol surged, as if all the passion was extinguished in an instant.