Can't Resist the Billionaire

Chapter 38 Ten Million, I Want You To Divorce Her

I spit a mouthful of water directly on his face, "Don't you d*mn know that my ankle hurts?"

This time, Vincent smiled awkwardly. He straightened my body and began to unbutton my clothes. I

was so scared that I quickly grabbed the shirt on my chest and looked at him warily. "What are you

doing?"

"Of course, I'm going to bathe you!" Vincent was about to lose his temper because of the saliva.

Without any explanation, he pulled away my clothes and helped me clumsily and stubbornly.

I felt a little embarrassed and kept driving him out. "I can do it myself. You can go now."

Although he had seen me from head to toe, and he was even familiar with me. And now, it's f*cking

awkward to show him naked.

"Why do you have so much nonsense to say?" Vincent's patience gradually decreased. Seeing that I NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

was extremely unwilling to cooperate, he rudely pulled my injured ankle off the water and then began to

ravish me!

In fact, it is too much to say ravage. After all, his movements were still soft. At least he was much

gentler than when he was torturing me. I was afraid at the beginning, but finally I accepted him.

Gradually, I was no longer awkward.

Vincent said to me as he helped me take a bath. "I have an agreement with Christopher. He can't touch

you again in the future. If he breaks his oath, I'll take revenge on him. Tell me, is he trying to molest you

tonight?"

I didn't know what to do with Vincent's "molest". Christopher was my husband. When was it the lover’s

turn to control the sex between husband and wife?

But who was to blame? Christopher had brought all this upon himself. He had betrayed me and sold

me to Vincent. Vincent had an extremely possessive nature, so he deserved it!

"No, we're arguing for his sister. He didn't mean to touch me!" I didn't know why I was still defending

Christopher at this time. Maybe it was because I couldn't give up the relationship.

A relationship, especially first love, was not so easy to give up. If a person can really let go of a

relationship, then humankind would not be called an emotional animal!

Vincent looked up at me and asked in surprise. "His sister? Naomi? What are you talking about? About

you hitting her that day?"

"No. He wanted me to ask if your company has a suitable position. If there is, he can do Naomi a

favor!" I intended to lie, so I brought Naomi's matter to Vincent.

As I expected, after Vincent heard this, he immediately said scornfully. "To arrange Naomi to work in

my company? It's not so simple, right? Does he want to place Naomi between you and me to monitor

us?"

I pretended to smile innocently and said to him. "It's not that scary, right? Maybe he just wanted to find

a job for his sister? Naomi is really looking for a internship!"

Vincent turned his head and looked at me meaningfully. He sneered and asked, "What do you mean?

Let her go there?"

I didn't expect Vincent to leave this problem to me. I paused for a moment and then asked in a tentative

tone. "Do you want her to go?"

Vincent snorted, his face full of disdain. "Even if my company was bankcrupt, I wouldn't let that woman

come!"

In fact, I wanted Naomi to go. After all, after she went there, at least Vincent wouldn't be so arrogant.

"Then I'll help her find another company's position. I'm just worried that Christopher will find trouble with

me again and say that I am careless!" I pretended to be in a dilemma and sighed. At the same time, I

tried to probe into Vincent's tone.

Probably because of my situation today, Vincent had lost his last bit of patience. He took a bath towel

from the shelf next to him and put it on. He said to me, "You don't have to worry about Christopher,

because soon you will have nothing to do with him!"

"What do you mean?" I turned to look at Vincent and suddenly saw resolution from his proud eyes.

"Don't worry about it. Just stay here and recover!" Vincent didn't tell me about his plan. He just bent

down and picked me up and put me back on the bed.

"Your foot is injured. I won't touch you tonight. Just go to sleep!" Vincent looked like a different person

tonight. He didn't make things difficult for me but just kissed on my forehead. Then he got up and went

to the living room outside.

Holding the quilt, I turned my head and watched him disappear in the bedroom. Suddenly, I stood up

from the bed with some curiosity, bearing the pain on the ankle and then hid behind the door and

eavesdropped on him.

I knew that he must have called Christopher to tell him about this matter. That was why I was curious

about what he would say to Christopher. Also, what he said just now that "You wouldn’t have anything

to do with him since tonight". What did he mean?

Sure enough, Vincent went to the living room to call Christopher. It was already one in the evening, but

Christopher shouldn't be asleep either. That was because Vincent had only just called, Christopher

immediately answered.

After Vincent picked up Christopher's call, he suddenly stood up from the sofa. He actually opened the

door and went out to make a call in the corridor of the hotel.

I knew that he was purposely talking to Christopher behind my back. Thus, my curiosity grew even

stronger. Luckily, Vincent didn't lock the door when I sneaked into the living room, allowing me to

eavesdrop on his conversation with Christopher.

"What did you do to her tonight? You don't want to live anymore, do you? We have a deal. You are not

allowed to touch her again. Do you think I am farting?"

At the beginning, Vincent immediately scolded Christopher. I couldn't hear Christopher talking about

anything on the phone. I only heard Vincent pause for a moment before saying. "Don't you fucking do

that to me, because when you called to sell her to me, she was no longer yours!"

After a pause, Vincent somewhat irritably threatened Christopher. "Stop wasting your words. State your

price. How much do you want in order to divorce her and make her completely give up on you?"

"Don't f**king care about me. I will handle the affairs of our family. You don't need to care. Now I'm

asking you. How much do you want so that you can let her go?"

After Vincent said these words, there was a long silence. Only when he slowly spoke again did I

realize I was like so f*cking valuable.

"Ten million, right? Well, give me a few days to prepare. I don't have so much cash now. Remember

what you said. She is mine in the future. Don't pester my woman!"

When I heard Vincent say ten million, I knew that Christopher really sell me this time. Furthermore, the

price was not low at all!