Contract Marriage: Abusive Love with Mr.CEO-Chapter 431 - 228: They Were Together Last Night 4_2

Chapter 431: Chapter 228: They Were Together Last Night 4_2

Howard Geoffrey’s cold and aloof figure slightly jerked, but he didn’t turn back.

Rebecca Quentin looked up at Howard Geoffrey’s back, apologetically saying, "Alright, alright, I won’t say you’re rude. Don’t leave, okay?"

Howard Geoffrey finally turned around, his dark eyes looking at her as she tilted her head up.

Rebecca Quentin’s unfocused gaze struggled to focus on his handsome face, as she pouted playfully, "Please don’t go, hey?"

Howard Geoffrey opened his thin lips in a deep voice, "What do you want to do?"

At this moment, Rebecca Quentin pursed her lips, saying aggrievedly, "I’m so hot... I want to take a bath."

After a few seconds of exchanging glances with her pleading eyes, he suddenly crouched down and picked her up.

Rebecca Quentin contentedly wrapped her arms around Howard Geoffrey’s neck, chattering by his ear, "Am I heavy?"

Howard Geoffrey didn’t answer.

"Actually, I didn’t eat anything tonight."

Howard Geoffrey still didn’t answer.

"You look so familiar, let me think, who you might be..."

Rebecca Quentin tilted her head and furrowed her brows for a moment, her slightly flushed face looked extremely cute.

"Why can’t I remember..."

By now, Howard Geoffrey had already walked into the bathroom carrying Rebecca Quentin.

He reached out to turn on the tap for the bath, putting Rebecca Quentin down.

However, after Howard Geoffrey put her down, she still clung to his neck, her eyes burning, staring at him.

"I can’t remember who you are, but I really like it when you hold me..."

Howard Geoffrey’s gaze met Rebecca Quentin’s, and upon touching the heat in her eyes, he seemed to sensitively realize something.

"Hold me again..." For some reason, when he held her, the restless feeling in her body seemed to be soothed, giving her an inexplicable, intensely comfortable feeling.

Howard Geoffrey took down Rebecca Quentin’s hands clutching his neck, his expression cold and lips devoid of warmth, "You’re not going to bathe?"

Rebecca Quentin pouted playfully, "I want to bathe, but I want you to carry me over."

Howard Geoffrey’s handsome face slightly furrowed.

"Alright, alright..." Rebecca Quentin proactively reached out to embrace Howard Geoffrey.

In resignation, Howard Geoffrey once again picked her up,

However, as he carried her towards the bathtub, she tapped him lightly, "Hey... you’re so silly, I haven’t even taken off my clothes, how can I bathe?"

This...

Howard Geoffrey also had times when he was powerless to resist.

Rebecca Quentin tugged at Howard Geoffrey’s shirt, "Help me undress, will you?"

Howard Geoffrey’s jet-black eyes narrowed, mischievously gazing at the helpless-looking her in his arms, "Are you sure?"

Rebecca Quentin nodded forcefully.

Howard Geoffrey then set Rebecca Quentin down again.

After standing still, Rebecca Quentin suddenly said, "Forget it, I’ll take it off myself... The clothes are so hard to take off, you can’t do it!"

She truly felt too hot...

The combination of drugs and alcohol created waves of heat spreading within her body, causing her to become irritated again.

With her head lowered, she frantically searched for buttons on her clothes, but after a long search, found none, grumbling, "What kind of clothes are these, not a single button, how do I take them off?"

Howard Geoffrey calmly watched Rebecca Quentin spinning anxiously in circles, until she abandoned the idea of undressing herself, and again asked for his help, "Looks like I need you to help me!"

Howard Geoffrey coolly said, "Turn to the side."

"Hm?"

"The zipper is at your side waist."

"Oh, oh... no wonder I couldn’t find it."

Very obediently, Rebecca Quentin turned to the side, raising her arm.

Howard Geoffrey reached to pull down the zipper on the side of Rebecca Quentin’s dress.

Because the zipper extended to the side of her chest, as it was pulled down, her black underwear underneath was already faintly visible behind the zipper.

Howard Geoffrey’s hand paused, and his gaze lingered noticeably on that black lace underwear.

Rebecca Quentin was unaware of her exposure and urged, "Hurry up, I’m so hot..."

Howard Geoffrey coldly retorted, "The zipper is down. Finish taking off your clothes and bathe yourself."

"Huh?"

Howard Geoffrey had already turned away coldly and left the bathroom.

Rebecca Quentin looked at the water-filled bathtub, pouting a small complaint at him, and it took her a while to pull off her dress and lay in the bathtub...

Rebecca Quentin lay entirely soaked in the bathtub, the sticky heat all over her slightly relieved...

She hummed a tune, playing with the bubbles in the bathtub, having a great time.

Time seemed to pass unconsciously, suddenly Rebecca Quentin let out a sharp cry, "Ah!"

Howard Geoffrey immediately rushed in from outside.

But the sight revealed her safely lying in the bathtub, her whole body covered by bubbles.

Howard Geoffrey stood by the bathtub, looking at her, his handsome expression cold.

Rebecca Quentin pouted and said, "I just remembered, I didn’t bring any clothes to change into..."

For the first time, Howard Geoffrey had an impulse to go crazy.

Rebecca Quentin looked at Howard Geoffrey with pure innocence, "Can you help me?"

If the moment before, Howard Geoffrey could still control his gaze to avert, now within him, an uncontrollable surge of male hormones had intensified.

Although she was entirely covered by bubbles, the proud peak at her exposed chest partially revealed, along with one sleek long leg bent... truly igniting a man’s blood.

Rebecca Quentin saw Howard Geoffrey staring at her but not responding for a long time, helplessly considered an alternative, "If it’s troublesome, then could you please pick up the clothes on the floor..." Rebecca Quentin thought grievously, she would have to wear dirty clothes.

Howard Geoffrey’s gaze finally forcibly withdrawn, followed her line of sight, noticing the clothes by his feet.

The silver-gray dress lay there, black lace underwear, the same set of panties...

Damn!

Howard Geoffrey quietly swore, and irritably exited the bathroom, but soon returned carrying one of his clean shirts, wrapping it around her body, then lifted her straight out of the bathtub.

Now Rebecca Quentin was somewhat confused, but she had no normal awareness, seeing him hold her, she obediently wrapped her arms around his neck, letting him carry her back to the room.

The heat within her had been greatly relieved, yet as he held her, it began to rise again.

Her hazy eyes were fixated on his nearby handsome face, and besides the pleasurable sensation when they touched, an inexplicable sense of tranquility settled within her.