Hate To Love You My Billionaire Lover

Chapter 129: Every Tiny Bit Of You



He leaned forward again and put his hand against the wall behind her. The tip of the knife in her hand had already touched his chest. “Mr. Johnson,” she stressed, “If you want to continue to joke, the consequences will be very serious.”

“I see you are trembling.” He whispered lazily, “Arianna, if I continue to joke, the sky will fall down, right?”

“How dare…” The rest of her words were sealed with his kiss. There was the scent of alcohol, mint, and a little herbal flavor, like a new cocktail on his breath. The moonlight behind him became demonic and foggy. His kiss was polite and like a joke, but her head was dizzy. She wanted to push him away, but she was shocked to find a knife in her hand pointed at his chest, so she had to retract the knife. His kiss got fierce and aggressive.

Arianna couldn’t push him away. The knife dropped down to the ground. She had to close her eyes and let him deprive her right to breathe.

When Vince let go of her, she was almost suffocating. They separated a little. Arianna saw his unpredictable eyes and clearly saw a red stain on the chest of his white short-sleeved shirt.

“Vince, would you like to come in and have another drink?” Arianna suddenly said.

They really drank for some time.

The small room was fully equipped with not only a bathroom but also alcohol and a first aid kit. Arianna pointed to his chest, “You are wounded.”

Vince opened his collars and let her check. There was only a tiny little trace on the skin of his chest. The wound had stopped bleeding long ago.

“Your wound is easy to get infected in summer,” Arianna said. She took the cotton swab and dipped it in the alcohol, and then pressed the cotton swab on his wound. He didn’t say anything, but his lips were a little twitched.

“You are in retaliation.”

“Nothing. I feel very sorry, and I should thank you. Today, you drank for Claire, helped me get away from Victor, and sent me back to the room.”

“Why do I feel that you are being sarcastic?” Vince said suspiciously.

“Truth. I should also thank you for taking care of me and tolerating me these days.”

Vince was silent for a while, “You are saying goodbye.”

“I am leaving next week.”

“So, is this the farewell wine you invited

me to drink? Very perfunctory and very lame.”

Arianna turned around and walked out, forcefully shut the door, and then went to Claire’s room.

****

After the harvest ceremony, Arianna was on a countdown to return to Country C. She finished packing her belongings in one hour. York reduced his work hours, and Claire stopped going out.

Arianna refused four calls from Vince, but she picked up the phone the 5th time carelessly. Vince said on the phone, “I apologize and thank you for that day.”

“No need.”

“Can you come out?”

“What do you want?”

“I am pursuing you, I thought you knew it.”

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“Do you have time? ”

“No.”

Vince smiled on the phone, “Has anyone told you that you are too unreal?”

In the evening he gave her a big surprise. In the middle of the night, Arianna suffered from insomnia again. She put on her nightgown and smoked on the balcony. The night was quiet. There was only the moonlight and the sound of insects around.

A small stone hit on the slate of the balcony, setting off a crisp sound. Arianna pulled her nightgown tight alertly, looking out of the flower wall, and there was a fuzzy white figure outside the iron gate in the backyard.

Stressed, Arianna wanted to return to her room immediately. But she heard a bang, and another small stone was tossed, and it fell to her feet. Arianna picked up the small white stone and saw two words carved on it “Marry Me?”

Arianna thought it was unbelievable. She went back to the room and put on a coat. She also took a flashlight and then gently went back to the backyard.

It’s Vince standing at the door of the backyard. He wore a short-sleeved white shirt and light-colored trousers, leaning against a convertible car, holding a puppy in his arms–Lady Johnson’s pet. It’s been two days since they met again.

Arianna was a little mad and said, “Can you grow up a little?”

Vince walked close and let go of the puppy. That puppy crawled into the backyard from under the iron door and ran to her with a box in its mouth, its tail wagging, staring at Arianna.

The situation was vaguely familiar. Arianna felt like she was being poked by a needle. She picked up the puppy and stuffed it outside the door. She lowered her voice through the iron door and said, “Vince, are you only eighteen? Why play this childish trick?”

Vince also lowered his voice and spoke on the other side of the iron gate, “I put my dignity at your feet and let you trample it, and you still think I’m just kidding? I wanted to be patient and follow the normal procedure, but you are leaving very soon, so I can only speed up my progress.”

“I’m good for nothing, not as good-looking or cute as your girlfriends. What do you like about me?”

“Every tiny bit of you.”

Both of them felt a little embarrassed for a second.

“Vince, you just woke up from a long sleep and forgot the past. After you open your eyes again, you have seen too few people. When you get to know a lot of people, you will tell me I’m good for nothing. Moreover, for a man of your condition, as long as you are willing, there will be thousands of outstanding women for you to choose from. You deserve better.”

“I like none of them in that list.” Vince was indifferent, but his tone was strong. Arianna pulled her coat tight, looked down, and watched his shadow.

“Arianna, you don’t hate me. Although you hide from me, you don’t reject me like you reject others, right? So why not give me a chance?”

“I don’t hate giant pandas, but I never intend to marry them.”

Vince was amused by her words. He thought about it and asked, “Do you not want to marry, or just don’t want to marry me?”

“For you, I think the answer is the same?”


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