Untamed Charming Wife

Faced with Ethaniel’s handsome face so close, Kayla panicked and tried to evade, “Don’t press on me, get off! Don’t think I won’t hit you!”

Ethaniel’s tone was cold, “You were jealous.”

“… You’re still on about that?”

“You were jealous.” Ethaniel’s violet eyes narrowed dangerously as he coldly repeated himself.

Sensing the change in his tone, Kayla slowly raised her head to look at his face.

One look and she was completely stunned.

The normally aloof Ethaniel had a brewing storm in his violet eyes, a pressure that left her breathless.

He was angry…

But why?

Suddenly, a gleam of light flashed in Kayla’s eyes. Could it be–

“Ethaniel,” Kayla’s expression was somewhat silly, but her eyes were bright and radiant, “Do you want me to like you?”

After a moment of silence, Ethaniel’s cool, thin lips moved slightly, “Many women love me. You’re no different.”

Looking at Ethaniel’s face, seemingly untouched by time, Kayla felt a deep sense of helplessness rise within her. “Ethaniel, do you have too high an opinion of yourself? Why should I like you? Besides, what good would it do if I did? You don’t even like me. You just manhandle me whenever you feel like it, taking advantage of me. Wouldn’t I be at a huge disadvantage?”

Ethaniel, invincible in negotiations, was rendered speechless by Kayla’s questions.

The usually calculating Ethaniel hesitated for a moment before averting his gaze slightly, “I allow you to like me and I don’t dislike you. So I’ve decided to make you my woman and Ollie’s mommy.”

Kayla was immediately infuriated, “I don’t need your permission!”

Ethaniel lowered his head, silently gazing at her angry face. After a while, as if making a significant decision, he said, “Not disliking you is what you call liking you.”

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But the more he spoke, the angrier Kayla became!

“What do you mean by ‘so-called liking’?” Kayla struggled in fury, “Ethaniel, who do you think you are? Why should I like you, and why should you decide my matters?”

“Kayla!” Ethaniel pressed her firmly, staring at her eyes that had started to inexplicably redden, and said in a deep voice, “What are you afraid of?”

“…” Kayla’s struggles halted, and she looked at Ethaniel in a panic, instinctively biting her lip, exposing her unease completely.

“What are you afraid of?” Ethaniel asked again, his violet eyes filled with a sharp, cold light.

From the beginning, he had sensed her resistance to him!

She was afraid of even a slight connection with him; even when he kissed her, she never responded.

But if she had no feelings for him at all, given her skills and impulsive nature, how could she allow him to repeatedly make intimate gestures towards her?

“I’m not afraid!” Kayla panicked, pushing him with false bravado, “Don’t think you know me well. We’re not that close!”

“We’re not close?” Ethaniel’s violet eyes narrowed dangerously as he pinned her struggling hands and stared intently at her.

“Of course not! I’ll pay back the one million I owe you, even if I have to sell everything. Ethaniel, stop bothering me!” With that, she bent her elbow sharply, hitting Ethaniel’s joint hard.

His elbow weakened, allowing Kayla to push him away.

Kayla jumped up from the sofa, panting heavily, her hands straightening her disheveled police uniform, her heart pounding as if it would leap out of her chest.

Ethaniel, who gave you the right to barge into my world without my consent, to repeatedly do such things to me, to use every means to keep me by your side, to make my heart ache so much, to demand that I like you while you refuse to admit you like me? Who gave you the right!

“Kayla,” in the now quiet room, Ethaniel slowly sat up straight, his violet eyes looking deeply at her guarded figure, “I am not like your father…”

“Shut up!” Kayla’s face changed, as if a wound had been struck. She took several steps back, “Ethaniel, since you investigated me, you should know. I can never trust someone like you. We’re not the same kind of people. Let me go, I just want a normal life!”

This time, Ethaniel didn’t say anything more; he just watched her quietly.

“… I am not fit to be your woman, nor am I fit to be Oliver’s mommy. You’ve got the wrong person.”

Whether she was convincing herself or Ethaniel, Kayla hurriedly turned and ran out after saying this, as if afraid of regretting it.

Running had always been her forte, but now, every step felt so heavy and difficult.

She couldn’t look back, nor did she dare to.

Kayla ran out of the convention center in a panic, finding an empty corner where she leaned against the wall, breathing heavily.

Her mind was in turmoil, feeling both wronged and guilty.

Her mind kept replaying Ethaniel’s last look…

Kayla! Don’t be seduced by him!