CHAPTER 122: CHAPTER 122: "THERE’S NOT EVEN ENOUGH TIME FOR ME TO LOVE YOU...

The moment the words left her lips, both of them were stunned.

Renee Winslow turned her head towards the window, her face flushed with embarrassment and a huffy attitude.

Jack Yates was amused by her shocking words and laughed, raising his hand to pat her head, his deep voice tinged with laughter, "I don’t know if others are envious, but I’m only envious of you."

Renee swatted his hand away, "Stop changing the subject. Every time we talk about you, you crack jokes and divert the conversation, never responding directly. But when it comes to me, you’re like a warden. With behavior like this, do you really expect me to give you all my tenderness? Don’t you think that’s ridiculous?"

Jack narrowed his eyes, a hint of darkness flashing through them, his voice low and perpetually cold, "Then let me analyze carefully why I can, but you can’t. First, the disparity in strength between genders—given my height and build, it’s hard for any woman to forcibly assault me unless I allow it. Secondly, considering my status, those women wouldn’t dare entertain any notions. But you’re different..."

As he spoke, his cold, deep voice paused, and his sharp gaze softened, his large hand lightly caressing her face, his smile carrying a trace of indulgence.

"With you being a delicate young lady, any man could hurt you. Additionally, men are creatures who think with their lower halves, so I’m not willing to take the risk of letting you around other men."

Renee lifted her foot and placed it directly on his leg, "In that case, why don’t you just cut my foot off? Then I wouldn’t be able to walk, wouldn’t be able to go anywhere, and would be stuck forever in this Golden Cage you’ve built for me, until you’re tired of me."

Jack looked at her petite, sock-clad foot, hooking his fingers around the sock edge to pull it off.

Renee felt a chill on her foot and hastily drew back in a panic, "What are you doing?"

Jack, holding her smooth and delicate foot, massaged her sole with his thumb, laughing deeply, "What nonsense. I love you too much to even think about that."

Saying this, he placed her foot between his legs.

Renee’s face suddenly flushed, and she hastily tried to pull back, but Jack pressed down firmly, immobilizing her foot.

"Jack, let go, we’re in the car."

His long, slender fingers gently kneaded her small, fair foot, his voice hoarse and deep, "Step down."

Renee turned her head, looking at the car window, "No, not unless you agree to my conditions."

Jack agreed straightforwardly, "Alright, I promise you."

He agreed for now, whether or not he would follow through later was another matter.

Renee was taken aback by how quickly Jack agreed, staring at him suspiciously, "You won’t deceive me, will you?"

Jack looked at her fair, pink face, her slightly open, rosy lips, unable to restrain himself, he cupped her nape with his other hand, urgently kissing her lips.

Kissed until she leaned back, Renee rested against the driver’s seat, fortunately the driver wasn’t in the car, otherwise it would have been awkward.

It was precisely because the driver wasn’t there that Jack was so brazen.

Realizing they were outside, Renee tensed up in nervousness, hastily pushing him away with her hands.

Jack looked at her with darkened eyes, his voice deep and hoarse, "I won’t deceive you, step down and I’ll meet all your conditions."

Renee blushed, "I can’t." Then whispered, "What if I break it?"

Jack chuckled lightly, pressing his thumb against her lips, "Then use..." His rough, calloused thumb gently rubbed her lips, the implication clear, "Can you?"