Ex-Husband’s Love Dilemma

Chapter 18

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At the crack of dawn, as the first sunlight shone into the bedroom of Dustmeadow Mansion, Cassandra was woken up by the alarm. She stretched but felt warm skin, which startled her and made her fling her eyes open.

What came into her view was Orlando’s handsome countenance. He was still asleep with his eyes closed while she was leaning against his chest as his arm circled her waist.

Cassandra was stunned. Before she could react, he asked in a deep, raspy, and fairly amused voice, “You’re

awake?”

“Why… Why haven’t you gotten up yet?” she inquired.

“I couldn’t bear to wake you up since you were sleeping so well,” he said.

“What does it have to do with me?” She was puzzled.

He answered, “What do you think? You’re holding me so tight that I can’t get your hands off”

Orlando stared intently at Cassandra, who was in his arms. His warm breath fanning her cheeks caused her face

to redden by the second as if the air had become thinner.

Orlando’s smile deepened, and his voice also turned exceptionally husky. “What? Are you going to throw me away now that you’re done using me?”

“What nonsense are you saying? Unhand me.” She pushed hard, but his muscular chest was as hard as a rock,

rendering the attempt futile.

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ly, it made him hug her even tighter.

Cassandra looked at him in a daze, pursing her lips lightly while at a loss.

Unbeknownst to her, she resembled a frightened fawn at present, and the more she looked like this, the more he

wanted to tease her.

Something seemed to dawn on Orlando out of the blue.

He knitted his brows and ordered lowly, “Cassandra, do not casually get with men after the divorce, and do not believe their acts of goodwill to you. All of them are ill–intentioned.”

This stunned Cassandra but she didn’t say anything.

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“Answer me, Cassandra. Tell me you will listen,” Orlando demanded sternly.

“What if I don’t?” she asked.

“You have to. I’m not joking with you,” he stated.

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Cassandra found this ridiculous. “Orlando, if an employee of your company resigned, are you also going to meddle with what their next job is?”

“That’s different,” he said.

She frowned, “How so? It’s just a different metaphor, but it means the same thing.”

“Cassandra, this isn’t a discussion. You must listen no matter what, you hear me?” Orlando said.

“No,” she objected.

“Try disagreeing again.” He seemed to be furious as his face fell.

Yet, Cassandra’s stubbornness was also aroused. She looked up, overlooking how close they were to each other, and challenged. “What? Are you gonna hit me if I do?”

He looked down at her red lips with slightly narrowed eyes, saying meaningfully, “I’ll kiss you if you still disagree.”

Cassandra was taken aback, musing, ‘Does he know what he’s saying?”

It was the first time Orlando had expressed something like that so explicitly. This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

Cassandra felt especially awkward and uneasy, but she was still in his embrace and didn’t dare to move.

“You can’t do that,” she replied, feeling jittery.

“Why not? We’re still married, so it’s only natural for us to do this.” He kept his gaze fixed on her. “If you really don’t want to do it, you can promise me you’ll listen. But if you keep disagreeing, I may take it as

that you actually want me to kiss you.”

“No, I don’t,” she denied.

“Oh? Really? Then, why won’t you promise me?” Orlando quizzed.

“That’s my business. Why should I still do as you say after we’re divorced?” she questioned.

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“I say that for your own good,” he said.

“But I don’t need it,” she replied.

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‘He doesn’t know what I want at all and yet thinks he’s doing this for my own good, thought Cassandra, who

didn’t need his unsolicited advice.

But Orlando was a man of his word, so he immediately rolled over and pinned her down.

Cassandra raised her hands and tried to push him away but to no avail. Instead, she heard him say,

the more you resist men at this time, the more it’ll excite them.”

Helplessness washed over her. “What exactly do you want?”

“Cassandra,

The next second, he lowered his head and closed the distance between them, letting the tip of their noses touch. She then felt his warm hand sliding past her waist.